Chapter 16. Daddy, I'm Your Daughter
Rifiuto: Non Miniera
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A/N: I've gotten a couple of people saying that they like the ideas of the ruling women of the Arjiki wearing navel piercings. I figured, that I wanted to make the Arjikis as.......different as any of the other people of Oz. They're truly in a class all their own, as the saying goes. And, also so the Arjikis are sort of seen as.....unique. If you notice in the story, Fae has many more friends than Elphaba did at Shiz, and part of that, is the allure of the Arjiki's customs and culture. People find her unique, and interesting, not only for her personality, but also for the way she lives. She's.....a princess among paupers, if you will.
Fae ran towards her father,albeit a younger version of him, but still him.
"Daddy!" Fae creid, getting closer. She finally reached him and threw her arms around his neck.
Shocked, Fiyero let Fae hold him close for a minute or two, until something clicked, and he gently pushed her away.
"Um.....hello. Who are you?" Fae backed up, eyeing her father.
It was him; Fae recognized the same sandy hair, the same dark eyes, the same tan skin, the same diamond markings down the right side of his body.
"Oh Daddy." Fae cried, hugging him again. Fiyero gently untangled himself from her, and backed away.
"What did you call me? Daddy?" Fae nodded.
"You are. You're my daddy." Fiyero shook his head.
"No, I'm not. I'm twenty, I'm too young to be a.....a daddy.......to anyone." He told her, slipping past her to get to Elphaba. Fae turned, watching her father carefully.
"Elphaba?" She moved to him.
"Hi Fiyero." She whispered, kissing him gently.
"Um.....who's that?" He asked, warpping her in his arms. Elphaba glanced at Fae.
"She's my cousin. Fiyero, this is Fabla. Fabla, this is my husband, Fiyero, Crown Prince of the Vinkus." Elphaba said, introducing the two. Fae moved towards them, and nodded, shaking hands. "Fabla's starting as a first year this year, and wanted me to show her around."
Fiyero nodded.
"Nice to meet you."
"You too."
Then, he turned to his wife.
"Why did she call me.......daddy?"
Elphaba rolled her eyes.
"Because Fabla and I are so close in age, she looked up to me as a mother figure, because my aunt drowned when Fabla was only four, and my uncle commited suicide three months after that. She came to live with my family, and looked up to me as a mother. And, since I've told her about our marriage, she thinks of you as a father. That's why she calls you daddy." Elphaba finished, amazed at how well she could lie.
Fiyero nodded, understanding. Elphaba released herself from Fiyero's grasp, and headed to the cherry tree, settling down to read, leaving Fiyero and Fae alone. She kept a good eye on Fae.
Silent, Fae moved to her father.
"Daddy. Remember me?" Fiyero raised an eyebrow. "I'm your daughter. Fae. Daddy, it's me." She reached out, to grasp his hand.
Fiyero sighed.
Fabla looked truly lost. Silently, he let Fae wrap her arms around him. He couldn't imagine not being there for his child.
Glancing at Fae and then at his wife, Fiyero couldn't help thinking, that if he ever did become a father, that he'd want his daughter to look just like Elphaba.
Just like Fae.