4
(Yes, I'm going to go into Fiyero's pov soon, I just haven't found the right time. But it will come, no need to fear. For now though, let's see how things have changed from chapter one to chapter four.)
I didn't plan to find anyone. But that song had sounded so nice, I had to find where it was coming from. And there she had been, standing in the middle of the street like there was nothing strange about it.
Butt how was she here? Was it, after all, possible that she had gone through the same passage I did? Was that why I had dreamed about the clock? Maybe. Or maybe it was some strange coincidence. But when she pulled away and spoke so harshly just because I said her name, it hurt.
I never knew Elphaba could make me feel that kind of pain. But it served me right after the pain I had caused her. And she was right, I really had no right to say her name. But as she walked away, I slowly sank to my knees, leaning against the wall behind me and letting myself weep. Just when I was learning how she felt, she had simply walked away before I could tell her.
And then there were footsteps. I looked up and smiled a little. "E-Elphaba? I-Is that you?"
But when the response came, it was a man's voice. "No. Are you expecting her?"
I nodded. "Well… not... not really. B-But I do need to see her." The man walked to me and I smiled, seeing a woman by his side. I let them lift me into a standing position and tried to stand on my own though I found myself leaning on her. I stared up at her, taking in her auburn hair, her soft brown eyes—and I knew she was someone I could rely on. But when the house came into view, I became a little more nervous. "I-Is that her place?"
The woman took my hand. "It is. And you'll be alright… she doesn't turn away a stranger."
I shook my head. "N-No. I… I knew her before... well before she came here. A-And I wasn't very good to her. She hates me, as well she should. I… I killed her sister. And that's not even the worst of it."
(And with that revelation, we shall await our new friends' reactions.)