''I will be in the library should you need me.'' Glinda spoke over her husband Avaric and friends, who always made her, feel rather uncomfortable.
''Yes very well.'' And without even looking up at her, continued his game of cards. With a sigh she left the room and made her way to the library which was always a time for her to set her mind on something that took her away from the world she lived in and took her to another. As she searched the bookcases with her eyes, none took her interest, either she had read them before or had read them far too many times before. About to give in to her well read copy of 'Spirit within,' she spotted the Grimmerie in the corner of her eye and stared back at it. She would look at it often, but usually at night time when everyone was sleeping so no-one questioned what she was doing, but for some reason she was enchanted by it today and without hesitation took it to her private room and locked the door. It had been a year since Elphaba's death and she still remained in her mind and most importantly her heart. She read the Grimmerie every chance she got, remembering her final words and tried her best to decipher the words. She never thought herself as clever, in fact not many people did, but this was important to her she had to do this. What it was that Elphaba wanted her to use the Grimmerie for, she did not know yet. Hopefully that time would come soon, when she was unable to make sense of the damn thing. She was able to read and perform small simple spells that didn't make much of an impact like learning to levitate a pencil but beyond that was yet out of her reach. As her reading grew she was able to then practice performing the spell. She heard the sound of the wall clock chime midday and on cue heard her maid announce dinner.
''Thankyou Mary but I'm not too hungry.''
''But madam you must eat something.'' Glinda rolled her eyes and unlocked the door. She smiled politely at her and looked over the food she had prepared for her placed so attractively on the silver tray she was carrying.
''Thankyou Mary and please don't call me Madame.''
''Of course, thank you Miss Glinda.'' Glinda smiled back to her and allowed her to pass to place the tray on the small table in the room.
''Oh miss Glinda what an enchanting book.''
''Uh yes well it is a family pass down, it's very special to me.'' Glinda protectively retrieved the book and held it close to her.
''Ah I see.'' Glinda stared at her, not sure whether she bought it or not so smiled sweetly and changed the subject to cooking. Of which Glinda knew very little about but knew it would win Mary over. After half an hour of nodding along to what Mary was saying and laughing here and there at her way of humor, she finally ushered her out.
That night as she lay in bed about to fall asleep she felt two large hands caress her breasts.
''Avaric what are you doing?''
''What does it feel like?'' He smirked and continued his actions.
''You have been drinking.''
''And?''
''And you smell of it.'' He begun kissing her neck gently, which was surprising for Glinda she knew what he was like after a few drinks. She closed her eyes and allowed him to continue. She tightened her eyelids shut and pictured Elphaba was lying beside her in this very bed. She pictured their bodies intertwining together. She dreamt Elphaba was here with her now, kissing her, loving her, telling her they'd always be together. Yes Glinda dreamed of this often, too often for her to just have the sort of feeling just friends should have.
