What Lies
Beneath
Chapter 2
Deception in
The Shadows
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Stiffening, Glinda grabs the covers and pulls the edges up against her chest.
"What in Oz are you doing in my bed!?" She shrieks. Jerking back, she throws herself against the headboard.
Frowning, Fiyero lifts himself up and balancing on the tip of his left arm, stares bewildered back at the blonde, shaking nervously beside him.
"Glin…what in Oz is the matter with you…your acting as if you're in the presence of some kind of ghost or something?" half chuckles Fiyero. Truthfully, he was a little worried about the blonde, shivering before him, for he had never seen her so distressed.
Slowly, his hand rises and reaches towards the blonde's quivering cheek.
Startled, Glinda jerks her face away.
Closing her eyes, she shivers, feeling the tips of Fiyero's fingers brush lithely against her skin.
"No…you" stilling, she turned away. The light of the silver moon reflected deep within the shattered fragments of darkened blues and splints of cerulean. "Your dead"
"Is this a joke or something?" chuckles Fiyero in a nervous tone, "Cause it's really not funny"
"I saw the blood! I watched helplessly as you were being dragged away by your own men! The ones who swore to follow you until the end of days!" shrieks the blonde. Pushing off the headboard, she fists her hands tight against the soft mattress. Shuddering, she bows her head. Her long blonde hair falls in rivulets around her face, darkening her features and shielding away the tears brimming along the rim of her lashes, "I heard your screams…whilst you were beaten…I smelled the smoke from the fires tongue"
"Glin" rising Fiyero gently gathers the shivering blonde in his arms, and pulling her flush against his bare chest, holds her tight. "My love…I'm right here…what you saw…what you experienced was but a horrible dream…a nightmare" he soothes.
"No" furiously she shakes away the hot tears threatening to spill from her eyes. A light wisp of Autumn air billows through the room, tussling a few strands of her golden curls, "I saw you…clear as daylight…strung on the pole…burning to death by dragon's fire" she choked out.
"Glin" gently Fiyero's hand lowers, and cups the tip of her chin. A gentle smile and he lifts her head up, until her soft cerulean eyes gaze back into his own, "It was but a dream…a nightmare" he whispers softly.
Breathing heavily, Glinda's hand rose, the tips gently pressed against the soft edge of her hairline.
"But…it felt so real" she whispered.
"Nightmares often feel as thus…but I promise you my love…I'm here…with you" closing his eyes, Fiyero leans down and captures the blonde's lips in a fervid kiss.
At first, Glinda stiffened, for her mind simply would not believe his words, nor the soft caress of his flesh pressed against her body, the heat, for the world she had known seemed so real, the pain still fresh. His screams still echoed thick within her skull, and the horrendifying sight of his bloodied corpse remained forever ingrained within her memory.
Her heart ached, as Fiyero's words echoed deep within the chasm of her soul.
I don't love you! I never did! My heart has and always will belong to Elphaba!
Instantly Glinda's eyes snapped open. Gasping, she pulled away.
"Glin?" asks Fiyero confused.
"Why…why did you...what in the name of Lurline are you doing?"
"Kissing my wife" replies Fiyero. Frowning, he leans in closer, "Isn't that what husbands are supposed to do?"
"Husband?" queries the blonde confused. Sighing, she lifts her hand up to her forehead, but stills. Her eyes widen, seeing the large crystal glimmering in the light of the silver moon.
Trembling, she extends her hand out, as her eyes behold the ring on her finger. The ring was made of silver, delicate crystal snowflakes could be seen, etched deep into the band. A large silver crystal was at the center, a delicate snow flake; cut from a moonstone was seated in the center.
"Where" licking her lips, her eyes remained glued to her finger, "Where did this come from?"
Smiling, Fiyero's hand reaches out and threads with Glinda's.
"I had this specially made" turning, he stares back at Glinda, love shimmers in his eyes as his fingers lightly trace the elegant cut of her fingers, "for our wedding" he smiled.
"Our…our wedding?" she replied breathlessly.
"Yes" frowning, Fiyero's fingers absently closed around Glinda's, "Don't you remember?"
"No" turning, Glinda stares softly back at Fiyero, and for a moment, she forgot how to breath. Her heart thundered in her chest, feeling the Vinkun Prince's heat so close to her. "I don't"
Sighing, Fiyero tenderly wrapped his arms around the blonde's slender waist, and pulling her against him, leaned back against the headboard.
"We were married two years ago" starts Fiyero. Slowly his hand rises and threads through her golden hair, "two years after Elphaba and Siefer" he added.
"Wait what?" jerking upright, she turns and stares wide eyed back at Fiyero, "Elphie…my Elphie…is married to Siefer…the Siefer…your second in Command of the Gale Force Siefer?"
"Well…yes" replies Fiyero, uncertain to where the blonde was going with this.
"But…she can't!" exclaims the blonde.
"Oh…and why can't she?" smiles Fiyero.
"She's a wanted criminal that's why!"
"Wanted criminal?" frowns Fiyero. Confused, his hand rises and presses against her forehead, "Glinny…are you sure you're feeling alright?"
"Fiyero I'm fine" scoffs the blonde. Roughly she jerks away from Fiyero's touch, before turning and glaring at the Vinkun Prince, "Will you just answer the question"
"Which is?"
"Is or is Elphie not a wanted criminal?" repeats Glinda annoyed
"Of course she's not…she's the Wizard's Grand Vizier…and the wife of a nobleman" answers Fiyero.
"The. Wizards. Grand. Vizier?" repeats the blonde
"Well" nervously, Fiyero's hand rose and cupped the back of his head, "Yes…she's been the Wizard's Grand Vizier for years" frowning, he leans in closer, "Glin…are you sure you're alright…your acting rather strange"
"When?" replies the blonde bluntly.
"When what?"
"When did she become the Wizard's Grand Vizier?" growls Glinda in annoyance.
"Well let's see…she was at Shiz for…maybe a month before she was called to the City of Emeralds…so…about five years ago" answers Fiyero.
"Five years ago!" exclaims the blonde.
"Well yes…that's how she and Siefer had met" shrugs Fiyero.
"And…and us?" she asks timidly.
"We met and fell in love at Shiz…I had asked you to marry me shortly before we graduated…which you agreed…we married a year after we graduated and moved here to the City of Emeralds…where I've become the Captain of the Guard" recites Fiyero.
"And me…what do I do?"
"You're the Wizard's Press Secretary" frowning, Fiyero gently cups the blonde's face, "Glin…what's the matter…you're not acting like yourself tonight?" he asks worriedly.
Turning, Glinda grasped hard onto Fiyero's shoulders.
"Fiyero tell me and answer me truthfully" she said, her voice leaving no room for argument.
"Okay" nods Fiyero.
"Do…do you" stilling, Glinda struggled to push back a sob, rising tight within her throat, "do you…love Elphie?"
Fiyero stiffened, his eyes widened and his jaw dropped in shock. A pregnant pause and he dissolves into a fit of laughter.
Glinda watched bewildered as Fiyero falls to the sheets, laughing like a hyena in heat.
"And what's so Ozdamned funny?" huffs the blonde.
"You…just…honestly" chokes out Fiyero through his bubbling laughter.
"This isn't funny Tiggular" hisses back the blonde.
Laughing, Fiyero rights himself, and wiping a tear away, gently grabs onto Glinda's arms.
"I'm sorry sweetheart…it's just…how can you honestly think I'd ever be in love with Elphaba?"
"You were" whispers Glinda beneath her breath. Weakly, she bows her head to the sheets, and closing her eyes, absently fists the covers between her fingers.
Fiyero watched, his heart twisting, seeing tears crest along the fine edges of her eyes; bubbling like crystal orbs beneath crashing waves of agony, bending, tangling in a curtain of thick ebony lashes.
Scooting closer, Fiyero's hand rises and cups the blonde's quivering chin. A gentle nudge and black lashes flutter open, reflecting the gentle crescendo of soft cerulean mingled as one with darken silver blues; a hidden oasis, hidden beneath a canopy of cascading mist of twilight.
Gathering his wife tight in his arms, he pulls her against him. His eyes close, as his lips lithely brush against her cheek. Absently, Glinda shivered, feeling Fiyero's heated breath waft like silk, across her skin. Her heart skipped a beat, feeling him flush against her.
"I love you and only you my beautiful angel" whispers Fiyero breathlessly. A pregnant pause and he captures her lips with his.
Glinda made to move, but stilled; any protests she were to make, were silenced by a kiss. Slowly, she relaxed against Fiyero, relishing the feel of his lips against hers.
Her heart thundered hard in her chest, feeling his hand rise and thread through her long golden hair.
A whimper and her hand rises and cups his cheek, as she rests the palm of her other hand against his chest. A small moan slipped past her lips, feeling the beat of his heart, vibrate against her fingertips.
Absently, Fiyero's hand rises and threads with hers.
Glinda stiffens and pulls away. Blinking, she stares wide eyed back at the Vinkun Prince.
"Do you feel it…my heart…beating just for you" he whispered breathlessly.
"Yes" whispered Glinda hungrily.
"My heart is yours…now and forever into eternity…my love" closing his eyes, he captures her lips once more in a fervid kiss.
A small smile, tugged at the corners of her lips, hearing Fiyero's soft spoken words whisper against her ear. Slowly, she allowed him to lay her down upon the mattress.
It had worked, her spell had worked! She had the Prince, and Elphaba was no longer a threat to her happiness.
Moaning with joy, she and Fiyero made love, beneath a canopy of stars, moon and twilight.
The next morning, Glinda awoke to find she was alone once more. Smiling, she pulled the edge of the blankets tight against her chest, and bowing her head, smiled, recalling the memories of last night.
Absently her hand lowered, and glided across the mattress. Closing her eyes, she lifted her head towards the ceiling, as a light giggle, vibrated against her lips.
Suddenly, the tips of her fingers bump against something. Turning, her eyes widen seeing a small pink rose, placed where her husband had once slept. A small, satin ribbon was tied around the stem, and a Gillikin pearl dangled along the rippled edges.
Picking the rose up, she brought it up to her nose, and smiled, breathing in its sweet nectar.
Throwing the covers off of her, she quickly jumped out of bed, and fetching her robe from the closet, made her way downstairs to the kitchen.
Reaching the entrance, she stilled, and smiled. Leaning against the frame, she folded her arms across her chest as she silently watched her husband cook at the stoves.
"Good morning sleepy head" chuckling, Fiyero turns and grabbing up a plate, twirls it on the tips of his fingers before placing it down on the countertop.
Glinda watches on in amazement, as her husband flips the omelet he had been preparing from the fry pan and onto her plate. Smiling, he snatches the plate up and holds it out for her.
"Hungry?" asks Fiyero, the same lopsided grin she had fallen in love with back at Shiz, plastered on his face.
Giggling, Glinda shifts her gaze towards the large bay windows, overlooking a flower garden. Smiling, she glances back at Fiyero and tilting her head, pushes herself away from the wall.
Fiyero watches, as Glinda steps seductively towards him, and his heart races. Gulping, he plants his feet firmly beneath him.
An inch away, Glinda stills, her heated gaze bores into his. Slowly, her eyes flicker down towards the plate, and she smiles, as she admires the omelet her husband had prepared for her. It was perfect and fluffy, with small little rose petals decorated around the edge of the plate.
Giggling, her eyes flutter up towards his.
"Starving" she whispers as she steps closer.
Throughout the rest of the day, Glinda reacquainted herself with house she and Fiyero had purchased. Well, in all due respect it was more a mansion than a house, but still it was perfect, and large.
The mansion sat just along the edge of the City of Emeralds, allowing the couple some much needed privacy and quiet; for it was a fair enough distance away from the hustle and bustle of the city, yet not to terribly far from all the dress and jewelry shops.
By the end of the day, Glinda's mind was spinning.
"Fiyero" Sitting at her vanity, Glinda admired her reflection as she racked a comb through her long golden tresses.
Fiyero was standing in the distance, trying on a couple different colored dress shirts.
"Yes?" he inquired. A frown flickered across his face before tearing off the dress shirt he had just put on.
"What in Oz are you doing my love?" giggling, Glinda spins in her chair.
Snatching up another one, he quickly twirls it on, and buttoning it, half turns to face his wife.
"Don't you remember?" frowning, he turns back to the mirror.
Glinda watches Fiyero quickly thread the buttons to the white dress shirt he had just thrown on.
"No…I'm afraid I don't"
"Were having dinner with Elphaba and Siefer tonight" Scrunching up his nose, he turns back to the mirror before fixing the collar of his dress shirt.
"We…we are?" gasps Glinda in shock.
"Yes…we had planned this months ago" Brushing off the nonexistent dirt from his black vest, he quickly grabbed the suit jacket hanging nearby and threw it on.
"I…I guess I had forgotten" shaking her head, she returns to her reflection.
"That's surprising" slowly, Fiyero steps up behind Glinda, and resting his hands on her shoulders, leans closer, "You had been looking forward to this…" he whispered.
Inwardly, Glinda winced, feeling Fiyero's fingers tighten around her bare shoulders.
"Are you sure your feeling alright?" he inquired.
"I'm fine" turning, she kissed Fiyero quickly on the lips, "Really"
"Alright" frowning, Fiyero straightens and casting one last glance in the mirror, steps out of the room, "The carriage will be here in an hour" he throws over his shoulder.
"I'll be ready" chirps the blonde giddily. Turning she watches the figure of her husband disappears around the corner. Sighing, her shoulders slump as she returns her gaze back to the mirror, "Idiot"
An hour later, the carriage pulls up to a cobblestone walkway, to a large, lit mansion carved out of white sandstone. Golden flames flickered behind plaited glass of crystal and stone, casting a welcoming glow out towards the night.
"This is Elphie's house?" whispered the blonde to herself.
"Her and Siefer's" smiles Fiyero. Extending his hand, he waits.
Nodding, Glinda places her hand in his.
Gently, Fiyero helps Glinda out of the carriage, and nodding towards the driver, helps guide her to the door.
Smiling, Glinda's eyes gaze out towards the rows of flower bushes, lining the cobblestone walkway. Night Blooming Jasmines glittered like the stars beneath the mist of moonlight.
"Beautiful" Whispered Glinda.
"I would hope so" came a familiar voice.
Knocked from her thoughts, Glinda's eyes jerk away from the flowers and widen, seeing a familiar figure, stand regally at the doorway.
Glinda's breath caught tight in her throat, beholding the friend, the woman whom she both loathed and loved, stand before her, her slender hands threaded and crossed softly against her abdomen. Her beautiful emerald skin glimmered in the moonlight, and her long raven hair flowed like raven silk down her slender shoulders.
"Elphie" whispered Glinda.
"Welcome Princess Glinda…to our humble home" smiled Elphaba warmly.
Forgetting herself, Glinda quickly untangled her arm from Fiyero's and ran towards the raven haired beauty.
"Elphie!" Squealed Glinda.
Immediately Elphaba stiffened as warm arms wrapped tight around her slender waist.
"Elphie! How I've missed you!" pulling away, the smile fades from her painted lips, seeing the light once shimmering bright within had faded away, and the smile she wore was forced, and didn't quite reach her eyes,
"Elphie?" slowly, Glinda's hand rose and reached for Elphaba's cheek.
Wincing, Elphaba jerked away.
"What…what's the matter?"
"Nothing" smiles Elphaba. Relaxing, her hand rises and tangling with the blonde's slowly lowers it, "it's good to see you my friend" lifting her gaze, she smiles faintly back at Fiyero, "you as well Master Fiyero.
"Hello Elphaba" smiles Fiyero.
"Come in please…drinks are prepared and ready for you in the sitting room" turning, Elphaba gestures for Glinda and Fiyero to enter.
Inwardly, Glinda gasped, seeing a large bruise; half concealed by make up on Elphaba's slender cheek.
"Elphie?"
"Yes?" hums Elphaba as she turns to face the blonde. Instantly she stiffens, seeing the worry, shimmer within Glinda's eyes, and she shifted nervously on her feet, "what is it?"
Slowly, her hand rose once more and reached towards Elphaba's cheek.
"What happened?" whispered Glinda.
Stiffening, Elphaba's hand reaches up and grabs hard onto Glinda's.
"It's nothing" she replies darkly.
"But Elphie" protests Glinda.
"It's nothing" growls Elphaba, "now please…Siefer is waiting to greet you all as well" throwing Glinda's hand away, she takes a step to the side.
Nodding, Glinda and Fiyero enter.
Fiyero quietly leads Glinda to the sitting room, an angry expression on his face.
Numb to the world around her, Glinda turns, and her eyes instantly fill with tears, beholding her friend, stand rigid a few feet away.
'Elphie…what's happened to you?'
