Every chance she got Elphaba attended St Galinda's statue in the church to reflect. Now Fiyero had left she felt as though she had gone back in time and was reliving the past few years all over again. It helped coming here. She had been through so much lately; she wished he was here with her. The latest briefing took her awhile to register and the closer the event was coming the more fear took over her. Looking up at Galinda's marbled face, took her back to her Shiz days. It made her feel free, a feeling she was so unused to nowadays surged through her like an amazing gift. And then she would be reminded of why she lost that and felt hate. Hate for those who made Oz the way it's is, hate to herself, for being so young and naïve she didn't react to any of it while it mattered. Hate for the woman who calls herself Madame Morrible and how her plans with the wizard are corrupting society, without society even knowing it. It was for this strong feeling, why she had to do what she was asked to do. What she had been waiting for all these years. All those years sacrificed for this upcoming moment. She had to do it, she wanted to do it and she would do it. Even if that meant her life depended on it.
Fiyero lay in his bed, reading a book.
''What are you reading?'' He looked up to find his wife stood in the doorway.
'' Just something from my Shiz days.'' She nodded.
''I didn't think you were a big reader.''
''Only until recently.'' Sarima climbed into bed and laid beside him as he continued reading.
''It's been quiet here lately, the kids have missed you.''
''I gathered.''
''I missed you.'' Sarima reached for his hand.
''I've missed you all too, that's why I got home as soon as I could.'' She nodded.
''Any news?''
''Like what?''
''Well what have you been doing?''
''Nothing much.''
'' A six months vacation doing nothing?'' Fiyero sighed and lowered his book.
''I met an old friend.''
''Oh?''
''Yeah we went to university together.''
''Oh your friends Avaric and oh who was the other?''
''Well actually yes I saw them briefly, they were busy though so we didn't have much time to talk as such.''
''Who else then?''
''Elphaba.''
''Elphaba? You've never spoken of her before.''
''Yes I have.''
''I can't remember. Who is this Elphaba?'' She was beginning to get suspicious and didn't like it, but chose not to let it show.
''She was a great help in classes, she practically helped me pass my exam on science.'' ''The green girl?'' Fiyero closed his eyes for the briefest of moments. Annoyed she remembered her the way everyone else did.
. ''Elphaba yes. She was a close friend and I was glad to see her again, it's funny how you forget people you once knew, but Elphaba is different.'' Fiyero returned to his book and felt her eyes burn into him.
''Ok then, well I'm glad you were both reacquainted, it must have been a nice surprise.'' Fiyero nodded and smiled to her.
''I'm going to sleep darling, turn off the light once your done.''
''Of course, goodnight Sarima.'' She leant forward and placed a small kiss on his cheek, before falling asleep, which he didn't return.
She wrapped her cloak around her shoulders and buried her face with its material. Her hat would have been a perfect disguise to her green face, but that would have drawn too much attention, especially to her awaited guest, who would have noticed before anyone else. She would slowly with the crowd, allowing them to pass her. She was stood to the side of the people, but close enough to the front. The shadows lurching above from her covered her entirely. The lights outside suddenly blinded her, as everyone begun cheering at the presence of Madame Morrible. It was now or never, what had been years of waiting would now be over in a matter of seconds.
