This was a strange something I cooked up after watching Marie Antoinette with Kirsten Dunst. It's supposed to be Gelphie...Glinda and Elphaba are queens of Oz.
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Glinda was eating a small slice of cake when the page walked into her room. Elphaba was asleep in the bed, probably faking, but enjoying the softness of the pillows and the lack of need to awake properly and embrace the day. The page was slightly out of breath, as though he had just run down the hall and composed himself before entering.
"Queen Glinda." The page bowed and Glinda nodded her head in his general direction. "We have urgent news from the people of the Emerald City. They are cursing your name and Queen Elphaba's." Glinda frowned.
"Why is this? What cause could they possibly have to be so rude?" Glinda's temper, Gillikinese and short, just like her, was flaring up.
"They are starving in the streets. They have so little money, they can barely eat. They cannot even afford bread." The page waited for the explosion.
"If they cannot afford bread," Glinda shouted, tossing a piece of frosting-covered loaf against the wall and watching it drip down almost sickeningly, "let them eat cake!" And suddenly Glinda was hurling cake at the page, missing and hitting indiscriminately, wasting pounds of bread and sugar. The page squeaked and dashed out of the room, slamming the door which Glinda continued to pelt with her full fury converted into icing roses.