Glinda looked at her reflection, admiring her outfit and stylish hair. She was nervous but doing her best to cover it up.
Outside the balcony of her room, hundreds of citizens of Oz were waiting for her to address them of the big news. Fixing on her 'everything is fine' smile she stepped out taking a long breath as she did so.
Standing on the balcony looking down on the sea of green she began.
" Fellow Ozians, I have news of great importance ".
She looked out doing her best to remember the script she had written weeks before.
" After many months of research and finderings, I and fellow members of the board have, we believe found the whereabouts of an ancestor of Ozma herself. I have decided it is within the greater good that such family should return and take there rightful place as the leaders of Oz".
People below clapped and cheered. Hats were thrown into the air in joy.
Glinda turned to walk back inside. Her smile dropping as she returns back inside the palace. It had to be done, she knew it did, but she couldn't help the feeling of failure she was carrying.
" Some tea your goodness?"
Asked a nearby servant who had seen the colour drop from her pink cheeks.
" Maybe something a tiny bit stronger," she said throwing herself onto a nearby overstuffed couch.
The servant nods, knowing what she meant and scurried off out the door.
Go sighed, and repositioned herself into a more ladylike stance. Holding her hands up to her head. Trying to remember what else was on the agenda for today.
Amongst the palace, she knew everyone was at work. The army was getting ready to find Ozma, the kitchen staff where busy cooking away making whatever Glinda wished to eat.
The smell carrying into her room was glorious. Which couldn't help but remind her of the last time she saw Elphaba. Her skinny frame from forever running but struggling to find food. Glinda had never experienced that. She probably never would. Oz knows how her lost green friend had managed. Glinda had had three meals a day her entire life. There was a gentle tap on the door which was then shoved open by the servant who had returned with a silver tray balancing half a bottle of Ozian green gin and a glass on it.
He placed it carefully down on to the table, knowing to just leave the bottle, he bowed and shuffled out the room again. Leaving Glinda to the echoing silence.
xxxxx
They had stopped after three hours of walking after Elphaba had to throw up the apparently bad bunch of grapes she'd had earlier. Fiyero had lit a fire as she was shivering to have only a thin cloak to keep her warm.
He did not feel the cold or warm anymore. The rain nearly soaked through him and he asked Elphaba about everything she ate, trying to remember the sensation.
Stirring some herbs into the warming water near the fire, in an attempt to settle his lover's stomach, he heard her digging through her bag and bringing out the orb again. It was like her addiction and it worried him every time she watched it. Seeing Elphaba slipping into herself was bad enough let alone having to witness Glinda slowly getting more and more depressed each time the orb appeared. Her only happiness it seemed at the bottom of a glass.
He heard her sigh. Bringing the glass ball to her forehead, in an embrace she could no longer get.
Handing Elphaba the tea he looked into the clouded ball to see a green bottle of liquid once again.
" She's going to lose herself Fiyero, I have to do something."
" You know you can't "
He replied sadly. His eyes would of weld up if it wasn't for the straw.
" I know what I need to do".
She stood up dramatically pulling a piece of parchment from her bag.
She began chanting.
Fiyero looked up confused and concerned. He'd never seen her cast a spell without clutching onto the primary as she did so.
The paper began to hover. She clearly knew what she was doing. Making Fiyero wonder if whatever it was she was doing had been a hidden plan of hers for the past couple of months.
The hovering paper began to turn a shade of green as she continued chanting, then out of the blur it fizzled and disappeared with a poof.
Elphaba sat back down weakly allowing the static in her hands to settle. He looked at her.
" What have you done?"
He asked slightly terrified that she had doomed herself.
" Sent a message. We need to head to shiz".
She rubbed her head not expecting such a simple spell to drain her so much.
" Shiz?!"
He was mad. But she couldn't have talked all this through with him. They didn't have time. Glinda needed to know the truth, she needed Glinda.
" Why in Oz name are we going to Shiz? Do you really think you'll be safe their cos you where a past student? Really?"
" It closed down remember? Gosh, Fiyero you really are brainless sometimes!"
" And whose fault is that?"
An awkward silence fell for what felt like hours.
Placing down her tea and picking up the orb placing it carefully into her bag she began to walk off. Almost silently, turning around after ten paces she looked at him. The hurt in her dark eyes was unreal.
" I'm going to see my friend, you can come but I'm not forcing you, and don't worry I won't be defying gravity to get there I think its best I walk."
She slowly turned back and began walking away from him tears dripping down her face.
Yes, she thought to herself as she moved onwards. Both Glinda and I need each other. Now more than ever.