A/N: I have always thought that the reason Frex hates Elphaba was because he was afraid he would hurt her because she looks like her mother. He was afraid he would grow too close to her only to have her go off on her own and live her own life. This story is basically journal entries that no one has ever read…until Elphaba finds it whilst going through her father's belongings.
Elphaba and Glinda had just come back from their honeymoon in the northwest country of Ugabu. They had settled into their home in the small farming town of Frottica close to where Glinda's parents lived and were very happy being able to begin the rest of their lives together.
It was November in Oz and things were starting to get cold. Elphaba and Glinda were eating breakfast together in the kitchen when one of the maids came through the door.
"There is a letter addressed to you, your Excellency." The maid said handing a silvery blue envelope to the green woman.
"Thank you Amy, oh and please, call me Elphaba. There is now use for formalities when no one is around to her them." Elphaba said taking the letter from the shorter black haired woman. Elphaba looked at the letter from back to front.
"Blue, eh? That's from Munchkinland…let's look at the front. Hmm…addressed to…Her Greatness Elphaba Alexandria Sophelia Thropp, Thropp Third Descending of the Eminence in Colwen Grounds. That's odd; I haven't been addressed as that for well six years." Elphaba said looking at her wife.
"Well, open it then." Glinda said sitting down next to Elphaba after putting their dishes in the sink. Elphaba opened the letter and pulled out a piece of blue paper with black ink.
"Read it out loud, Elphie" Glinda said to her green-skinned lover.
"It reads:
Your Excellency,
Her Majesty in Colwen Grounds, Eldest of the Thropp Clan, Sophelia Ann Thropp has required you to travel to your birthplace in Munchkinland to listen to the reading of your father's will as well as the reading of your sister's last wishes. Seeing as you are the youngest of the Thropp Clan you are entitled to certain rights such as, in an extreme case, ruling the county of Munchkinland in the country of Oz. The reading will be on the twelfth of November in the year of two thousand and eleven at noon in Colwen Grounds of Munchkinland. Her Majesty expects as well as hopes to see you there.
P.S. Elphaba, I know this is quite sudden, but I didn't want to go through your father's things without you, he was more your family than mine. Love you, Aunt Sophie.
Sincerely,
Her Majesty, Sophelia Ann Thropp of Munchkinland
Well, Glin, it looks like I'm going to Munchkinland in, what? Three days? Are you gonna come with me?" Elphaba asked, closing the letter and looking towards Glinda.
"Of course I'll go with you Elphie! I mean you've already met my entire family, I would love to meet this "Aunt Sophie", she sounds like a very nice woman." Glinda said standing and wrapping her arms around her green wife.
"She is Glin, she is the best thing that ever happened to me. You see, before I was born she faked her death so she wouldn't have to become the Eminence and her twin daughters wouldn't have to deal with the stress of figuring out who would go after her because they were five when I was born-"
"Which means that they would get pulled into the ruling position before you would."
"Correct. When she learned that my mom was pregnant she revealed to everyone that she wasn't dead because my mother and her promised to be there if the other was ever to have children and my mother was there when the twins were born and she couldn't let her little sister down, just like I wish I wouldn't have let Nessie down…But that's beside the point. She was there for me even after I was born, she was like my guardian angel. I love her like she is my mother, and she loves me like a daughter. We were always close but my father made me go to college to break us apart because he hated her, and I haven't seen her since…" Elphaba said tears blocking her vision.
"Oh, Elphie, it's alright, at least you get to meet her now, right?" Glinda wiped the tears from the green woman's face.
"That's the thing, Glinda; I don't know how she will take me being married to a woman. I don't know how she will react, I mean she came from a different generation, a generation that thinks homosexuality is a sin. She was never a severely religious woman but she does have some interesting views on the world that I'd rather not repeat."
"We will be fine, if she really loves you, she should be happy about you finding love and sharing your life with that person. Is she married?"
"Well, I don't know, she got divorced from the twins' dad because he was abusive."
"Maybe she married someone who doesn't mind lesbians…"
"If she is married at all."
"Elphie,"
"What?"
"We'll be fine"
"Are you sure, Glin?"
"Positive."
The plot will engage in the next chapter…