A Forbidden Lover
Elphaba lay quietly in his arms sleeping soundly. He smiled as his hand gently shifted her hair from her face. Fiyero loved moments like this, alone with the women he loved. It made it easier to forget his life back home. It was times like this that he didn't want to think about his wife or his children or anyone at all for that matter.
It was just him and his lover. She was beautiful and it was easy to believe that it was just the two of them in his life. That no one else existed. That he got to choose his life, his love, his action. Not the other way around where he was forced into a marriage and he had just accepted it.
Elphaba had taught him different, that your fate wasn't chosen but how you chose it. He whished he could choose but it was too late for that now. He had children, a wife, and a family. It was too much to turn his back on now, not only that but a people to lead that relied on him. He was a born leader after all, where was the choice?
So for tonight he would choose to ignore that and be with his illicit lover. Even if it was for a short while, for even to forget for one night was worth it.
However he was yet to realise that his conviction to leave would break one heart.