A/N: Constructive criticism is always wanted by anyone who can provide it and reviews are loved. I'm sorry for the late update, I'll try to be more consistent next time.

Chapter 6:

Glinda woke with a start. It was early in the morning and the golden rays of sun had started to make their unwelcome appearance.

Glinda was filled the grogginess of the morning.

"Elphie." She called out.

She opened her eyes to find that she was in bed alone. She looked around the empty room and felt a little stunned at the other girl's absence.

Her eyes started to adjust to the light. "Elphie, where are you?"

There was no answer. So gathering up her night gown, she went to look for Elphaba. Yawning, Glinda walked down the narrow hall and the stairs until she came to the inn's dinning room. And there was Elphaba, sitting in a thoughtful fashion, barely paying any attention to her surroundings.

Glinda smiled, walking until she was behind Elphaba, she caught the other girl in a warm open hug. Elphaba's face remained composed, glances at the girl who was smiling too broadly.

Glinda asked joyfully. "Elphaba, why would you be all by yourself? You should have woken me."

Elphaba's collected face broke slightly. "I thought it best to let you sleep. You seemed tired. Glinda you should have changed before you came down stairs; you look silly beyond all means, parading about in your nightdress. What would your father think?"

Glinda merely huffed. "Must you mention home. I'm here to forget about it, not to be reminded little after I wake."

Elphaba's hand came to Glinda's arm. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Glinda nodded. "I know, that aside, do you really think I'm parading about?"

Elphaba smiled. "Yes, parading about in a pink dress that would surely blind anyone that looks at you."

Glinda moved to sit next to the other girl. "Well you always said I had to be the centre of attention. I suppose everyone has a role to fill."

Elphaba asked softly, "What do you think yours is?"

Glinda made a slight frown. "I'm not sure. I suppose, to look pretty and care for my people and have them to love me."

Elphaba spoke with concern. "There is more to life than that. You must live for yourself and not for others."

Glinda replied back slowly. "Maybe if I was ordinary, but I'm not Elphaba. I have to take care of my people and that is the duty I must fill. I am in line to the thrown. My farther will not always be around Elphaba."

Elphaba felt a slight shock at the princess's words. She hadn't thought the girl to be so responsible and so her path was set before her. After they made their way to the Capital, Glinda would forfeit her new found freedom to live in a castle, having a life dictated for her. It hardly seemed fair to allow her to taste what she couldn't have, but then again it may have also be a means for which could change her mind. Elphaba wasn't too sure, but whatever was demanded from her by her princess, she would surely follow.

Elphaba asked softly. "In your position as queen, do you plan to wed and have a husband?"

Glinda merely gazed at her own hands. "I'm not sure. I suppose I should but I want to be independent without a marriage Elphaba. I don't want my life to revolve around my husband's word. I want to live my own life and identity. I don't want to be remembered as a wife but a Queen. Did you know they say my mother died of a broken heart, because she felt that no one identified her as anything but a wife and soon to be mother. She couldn't stand it and neither can I. I think that's why my father hates me so, because I remind him of a woman he broke."

Elphaba simply stared at the girl stunned. Of all the things…this was not something she had expected. She greatly loved the princess and the more they spoke the more she hated the King. Brilliant he may have been at ruling a kingdom and his subjects, but he was a terrible father who seemed to care little for his only child. That itself made Elphaba's blood boil, after all she did love the princess.

"Glinda", Elphaba whispered, "I will never allow you to be broken, but how will you have a child? It is hardly respectable to do so out of marriage…it is unheard of, and for a Queen to, it would be more than a simple scandal."

Glinda smiled, "Elphaba I'll be a Queen and as long as I care and treat my people right, I don't think it should matter how I have my children. Besides my word will be law and if I say it is fine there is no one anything can say to defy me."

Elphaba felt a chill, for a second Glinda reminded her of her father, an iron fist and one that will see no compromise. It truly was a fearful thought.

Elphaba moved forward and held her princess. "I can only hope you won't become hard, that you'll remain good willed, that you will be remembered as a good Queen and not a feared one."

Glinda felt herself almost laugh. She moved her hand to Elphaba's hair. "I like the sound of that. Glinda the Good Queen. I only hope that is how I'm remembered, with Elphaba the Fearless by my side."

Elphaba pulled back to look at her princess. "Perhaps a different title would be fitting."

Glinda sighed gently rubbing Elphaba's hair. "Whatever you want darling. I don't care, all that matters is that you are by my side. Now I should get out of nightdress before more people stare at us."

Elphaba watched as Glinda walked away. She wasn't sure at what had just happened but she just moved to finish her breakfast and then moved to follow the princess.

They rode on for days and nights, most without an inn, barely talking to one another. One morning, after hours of riding, a castle came into view.

Glinda grinned, "Elphaba look! Look! It's the Capital."

Elphaba smile so broadly it reached her ears. "Your right, I think your going to like it there princess. I just think you'll love it."