Although she'd never admit it, Elphaba sometimes read Galinda's romance stories. The moments of long kisses and sudden passion between the misfit and the handsome man were nice breaks, from the harsh reality of life, to a world so much better and more exciting than the one she was in.
She never read one again after her first night with Fiyero in the Great Gillikin Forest. That night of hurried of hurried kisses and long awaited passion, between the Wicked Witch of the West and the brave prince, was much more exciting than any romance story she had ever read.
By DeeplyShallow
Yes, I uploaded two again, couldn't let Inkhandedlady beat me could I?