A/N: A shout out to James Birdsong for his review. Glad you liked the last chapter!
Chapter 2
"You can come in now," Ayla wore this large smile on her face, as she poked her head out of the door. Fiyero practically knocked her over to get to Elphaba and the baby.
"Congratulations your Majesties. A perfectly healthy baby girl," Doctor Magi was smiling as well when he entered the room. Fiyero turned to find his wife holding the baby in the large cushy chair near the windows while the midwife helped to clean up the room.
"Oh Fae," he sank down into the chair that had been placed by the other chair. He could see that something was bothering her and that's when he noticed the baby's skin color. She was green, just like her mother.
"She's beautiful," Fiyero murmured, leaning over to kiss Elphaba on the temple.
"She is, isn't she?" That momentary look had flown the coop, possibly because Fiyero wasn't even worried about the baby's skin.
"Looks a lot like her mother," the midwife, Havva, smiled.
"Good thing too. She'd look pretty ugly if she looked like me," Fiyero said.
"Oh Yero," Elphaba rolled her eyes.
"Have you picked out a name yet?" Havva wanted to know.
"We were still debating. We thought we had two weeks," Elphaba admitted.
"Not to worry. Until the little makes her public debut, you won't have to have one selected. We'll leave you be. Come and get me if you need anything," Magi said before leaving the room. Havva followed him out with the room looking almost as spotless as it had been before.
"I wanted to be in here but my Dad said that's not how things are done," Fiyero admitted to her.
"I wanted you here. Perhaps we need to change how things are done in the royal family," she said, without looking up from the baby. Her eyes hadn't left the little one since the medical personnel had left the room.
"Plenty of time for that. Right now I just want to savor this moment. How are you?" He asked.
"I'm exhausted but otherwise I'm fine. This little one would appear to be tired too," Elphaba finally looked at him and he could see the baby yawn.
"I can imagine. I love you," Fiyero said, leaning in so his forehead touched her temple.
"And I you, Yero my hero," she let her head relax against him. They just stayed like that for a little while, both amazed at their little girl.
Glinda heaved a sigh as she tried to stay focused on the financial reports that had been delivered to her office. Running Oz was harder than it looked and she wished that her best friend was here. She missed being able to talk to her and see her. There was a knock on the door and she called out for the person to enter.
"Lady Glinda, Lieutenant Balfour to see you along with Vice Ruler Ozma," her assistant Melody smiled.
"Please let them in," the blonde managed a smile. The two soon walked through the door, closing it behind them.
"Usually when there are two of you coming for a visit that means something not very fun has happened," Glinda said.
"Well that's not entirely true," Balfour said. She gave him a look.
"Ok so it's mostly true," he admitted.
"The Council wants to hold an emergency meeting regarding our neighbors across the desert," Ozma spoke up.
"It's been almost six months since we've taken power and we haven't heard one word from across the desert. Why now?" Glinda asked.
"Well we thought that the deserts were impassable. It turns out, they are not," Ozma handed over the report she held in her hands.
"Your father was alerted to a spy from Ix entering Gillikin from the desert. The man was captured and they are holding him for questioning," the Vice Ruler frowned.
"All right. Get everyone into the Council Chambers in an hour," Glinda frowned herself.
To Be Continued…