Sarima wandered throughout the Emerald City, fear gripping at her heart. What was she thinking? Was getting revenge worth her safety? She had to think about that, but in conclusion she found that this Elphaba had to die. There was one thing standing in her way. Wait, two. She had no idea who Elphaba was. All she knew was that she was green. She can't be that hard to find. Number two, Fiyero apparently loves her. He was protective. She would have to disable him first. Sarima wasn't paying attention and she ran straight into a middle -aged woman. "Forgive me-" Sarima looked up and recognized the woman from the newspapers. "Glinda Chuffrey." Glinda was surprised that she was recognized. "And you are?" She asked, extending her hand. Sarima shook it gently. "Sarima Tigelaar, Dowager Princess of the Vinkus." Glinda's eyes widened and her jaw dropped. "You're Fiyero's husband?" She asked in amazement. "Used to be," Sarima mumbled. "He ran here to be with some harlot named Elphaba." Glinda's heart was pounding in her chest. "Elphaba Thropp, perhaps? She was my roommate in university." "Is she green? Elphaba isn't a common name." Glinda nodded, smiling. "I can help you bring back Fiyero if and only if you leave Elphaba to me." She said. Sarima pondered over this. She did want to kill Elphaba but having Fiyero back would be worth it. "Fine. Elphaba is yours." Glinda grinned. "Elphaba and I have some unfinished business to take care of."