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Chapter Twenty-Six
The next day, Fiyero woke up to find Elphaba, his wife, asleep beside him, with a soft smile on her face. He was so content with his life. He watched Elphaba sleep for several minutes until there was a soft knock on the door. Fiyero slowly moved out of bed and opened the door. It was Crant.
"Master Fiyero, there is a courier here for you. Its urgent."
Fiyero went to the parlor, confused and spoke to the courier, "Why are you here? The Wizard said we'd have a week-"
"I bring a letter from the Wizard himself, your majesty. Urgent notice."
Fiyero opened the letter. It read, General, I'm sorry to be pulling you from your honeymoon so early, but this cannot wait. It seems the rebels have one outpost left: Grushgrove Cavern. Go there and end this war, once and for all. I have arranged for you two to leave in the early evening. Good luck, and Ozspeed. –Oz.
Fiyero was enraged. Could they just have one day together to not worry about anything? Was that too much to ask for?
He returned to the bedroom and Elphaba had already stirred. "Good Morning, Yero."
He gave her a quick kiss.
"Something wrong?"
Handed her the letter. He paced the floor, trying to control his anger.
"So we have to go back so soon?"
"It seems so."
She sighed. As she got up, Fiyero turned and punched a hole in the wall out of anger.
She ran to him and gripped his shoulders, "Fiyero! What's gotten in to you?"
"I just want a day where we don't have to worry about the war or the Wizard. I just want a day with you Fae."
She nodded and gave him a soft kiss. "When do we head out?"
"Now. We have to be there by sunset. Get packed. Quickly."
The couple packed and boarded for the short journey to the Border.
When the couple arrived, Avaric greeted them, "Well, if it isn't the newly weds! Congratulations!"
Fiyero gave him a death glare.
He straightened up, "Well, the cavern is a mile north, and we plan to attack at dawn. You two might want to get some rest, it's going to be a tough fight."
The pair went to their tent, silently.
Elphaba spoke up, "You nervous?"
"A little. Are you?"
She nodded her head, and looked at him with teary eyes.
He went to her side, "Hey, it's going to be Ok. Just think, after this, no more war." He wrapped his arms around her and she melted into him. "You know what I'm thinking about? Children. Beautiful children, like their mother."
She smiled, "A family. A real family."
"Will you be the mother of our children, Fae?"
"You're an idiot." She said, smiling. He kissed her deeply in reply.
The pair went to bed, preparing for their last stand with the rebels.