A/N: First attempt at a drabble. Got the idea from the lyrics of "No One Mourns The Wicked".
Lilies
Glinda had planned this for weeks. Sneaking out of the palace without anyone asking where she was going, finding some money somewhere that wouldn't be missed, even borrowing a servant girl's dress to disguise her identity.
Eventually everything was ready, and she slipped out a side door and walked through the Emerald City. She found a florist, and spent an hour pacing around, looking at everything, trying to find exactly what she wanted. Finally, she selected a bunch of lilies. Simple, she thought. Like Elphie would want.
She'd already bought them before she remembered that Elphaba didn't have a grave.