Chapter 19. Magic
Rifiuto: Non Miniera
Thanks to Akasharouge for reviewing 18.
Question: Does that mean that Elphaba will concieve very soon, seeing as they graduate soon and Liir was born not long after they graduated?
Answer: Maybe.....
Pages in the Grimmerie flew by. Six days had passed since Fae's disappearance, and Elphaba was looking up everything she could on disappearing spells. Everyone was working on finding a way to locate Fae.
"Um, Elphie?" Elphaba turned, to see Glinda sitting on her daughter's bed, a spell book in her hands.
"What is it, Glinda?" Elphaba asked, tired.
Her long raven hair tumbled around her shoulders in wild waves, her eyes looked older beyond her years, and her green skin had lost it's glow. The hat she wore fell over her eyes, and her dress clung to her curves, the skirt brushing her ankles. Glinda noticed that the end of the sleeves on Elphaba's dress looped around her middle finger.
"Um....uh...." Elphaba raised an eyebrow, and then turned back to the book.
"It's starting to get dark. Want me to turn the light on Auntie Fabla?" Anakin asked, going to flick hte overhead light on.
"No. I got it." Elphaba said.
Everyone stopped, and watched, as Elphaba turned. She moved to the candlesticks, and rubbed the ball of her thumb against the meat of her index, middle and ring fingers on her left hand. They watched in amazement as Elphaba lighted the wicks of the candles. All except Fiyero, who had seen her do tricks like that before. She lighted all the candles, and then returned to the book.
"Um, Aunt Fabla, how....how did you do that?"
"Do what, Anakin?"
"The candles."
"Magic, my sweet girl. Magic."
"Oh, but I thought--"
"I dappled in magic, as did Glinda in college. Fabla was the only one of the three of us to get a degree in it. A major to be exact." Nessa said, as she flipped through a book on vanishing spells.
"Oh."
"She's a celebrated sorceress, perhaps the most powerful of her time; her magic rivals even Ozma's." Boq told his daughter. Anakin nodded. Elphaba ignored the conversation, too focused on what she was doing.
"Fabla." Elphaba's eyes closed slowly, and then she jumped, startling herself awake. She turned, to see Fiyero behind her, a cup of raspberry tea in his hands. Silent, she took it, gratefully taking a sip.
"Thank you Yero." He nodded, kissing her forehead.
"Sit down my Fae. You need to rest. You've worked yourself sick the last few days. Relax my love." Fiyero said, leading his wife to the bed and sitter her down next to her son. Elphaba looked up, to see Candle enter, a tray of food in her hands.
"The.....the cafeteria sent up something for us, in case we got hungry."
The others took only what they desired, and all ate in silence. Except Elphaba. She sipped her tea. Slowly, Candle sat on Elphaba's other side.
"Hungry, your majesty?" She asked, holding out part of a sandwich. Elphaba turned away from it, and got up. She moved to the book, pulled it onto the floor, and began flipping through it.
"I don't think she likes me Liir."
"She likes you Candle, she's just worried about Fae. We all are." He said, hugging her.
"Elphie, stop for a while. You're going to make yourself sick if you haven't already." Glinda said. Elphaba ignored her. She stopped flipping pages, and silently read what was on the page. Then, she began chanting softly.
".....kepental finta mashin...."
"Elphie? What are you doing?" Glinda screamed. Elphaba continued over and over, ignoring her. Setting her cup down, Glinda got up and rushed to her, watching, looking around at the others.
"Stop! That's what started all the trouble in the first place! Some stupid spell! Like that stupid levetation spell you cast back in college! STOP!" Glinda's scream broke Elphaba's concentration, and she stopped chanting.
Glinda looked around before turning back to her friend.
"Well? Where are your wings? Maybe you're not as powerful as you think you are." She said. Elphaba didn't speak. Instead, she turned to Glinda, and lowered her hands. Slowly, she turned them until they were palm up. Glinda looked around, before back at her friend. Then, she saw what Elphaba was holding in her hand.
A small ball of light.
That was growing bigger and bigger with each second, until it was the size of an orange in Elphie's palm.
"What is that?"
"What does it look like?" Elphaba asked, slowly rolling it between her palms.
The light changed colors, going from yellow to white, to blue, to pink, to red, to green, and back to white.
"A ball. But why did you--"
"Because, anything to help find Fae is needed! If she's somewhere in or around Shiz, we'll need all the light we can get when we go looking for her!" Elphaba snapped. The others noticed that the ball had changed from white to black.
It changed with Elphaba's mood. Because she was the one who created it, it changed to her command.
Glinda shrank back. Even though she was Elphaba's best friend, didn't mean that she still didn't fear her at times.
After all, she as the Queen of the Vinkus.
And the most powerful sorceress of her time.