Defied Gravity
It was the night after Elphaba had defied gravity. She was as good as gone.
Glinda had told Fiyero the entire story of Elphaba soaring over the guards of the Wizard, the sense of power that she held, the wild passion in her eyes as she told them where they could find her.
Fiyero lingered by the western window of the large room he and Glinda shared.
"Are you coming to bed, deary dearest?" she asked.
"Yes, dear."