Chapter 35. A Spell and Disappearance Explained.....Twenty-Five Years Later
Rifiuto: Non Miniera
Jaw set, Elphaba rose, and moved towards the other adults in the room.
"You, you, you, you, and you, come with me." She said, pointing to each of them. Slowly, they followed her down the hall and into the bedroom.
All except Fiyero.
Elphaba silently moved back into the living room, and watched her husband.
"Just because your my king does not mean you are excused from my wrath. Fiyero, move, now." He turned, to see his wife, his queen, glaring at him, hands on her hips.
"Fae you can't--"
"Now." She growled.
"All right, all right. Let me just grab the book--"
"Fiyero Tiggular, if you do not get your royal ass into that bedroom now, I will turn you into a scarecrow, and I will not turn you back! NOW!" Elphaba snapped. He jumped, and fled.
"Yes, my queen."
Elphaba watched, as her husband rushed into the bedroom with the others, before she glanced back at the kids.
"I swear, sometimes it feels like I'm the one running the country; I feel like I'm raising three kids sometimes." She muttered, turning and following her husband, closing the door behind her. Quickly, the kids rushed to the door, and listened. Elphaba's voice spoke first.
Liir chuckled silently.
His mother certainly fit the role of queen. No wonder foreigners feared her so at first. She was a lamb in lion's clothing. She only showed her gentle side to someone after they'd gotten to know her, unless they were a member of her family.
"Now, what does this spell have to do with me going to the future twenty-five years ago?" She asked. Liir knew she was playing the role of Queen, like she did during meetings with diplomats or the court.
"Now, Fae, you have to understa--"
"I have to understand? You keep forgetting, don't you Fiyero, who was sent into the future? Not you, my king. And while you may be my king, I am your queen, and therefore I have as much authority to make you listen as you do."
"I know, my queen-"
"And as your queen, I demand the truth! What does this spell have to do with my time travel twenty-five years ago?"
Fiyero stayed silent. It was Glinda who spoke up. Elphaba, meanwhile, had seated herself on the foot of the bed, the others taking the armchairs; Fiyero joined his wife on the bed.
"When I cast that spell in Sorcery, I accidently sent you into the future. But, we didn't know that. When we looked through the library, we came across this spell, and it was the same one that I cast to send you into the future. I'm so sorry, Elphie."
Elphaba raised an eyebrow, arms crossed over her chest. Ever the skeptisist, she waited for someone else to speak up. When no one offered, Elphaba got up.
"Why shouldn't I believe you, Lady Glinda?" Elphaba asked, moving to the door and leaning against it. She only ever called a person by thier title when she was really, really angry. Liir knew, he'd been on the recieving end of her temper more than once.
Slowly, Elphaba raised her leg, bent at the knee, and kicked the door, hard.
The kids jumped back.
"You better get away from that door, all of you, before I set you all on fire." Elphaba shouted. Scrambling was heard outside the door, and Elphaba turned back to the others.
"Who--?" Milla asked.
"Who do you think, Meagravess? The children." Elphaba said, going back to her place on the bed. Gently, Fiyero began to rub her back, and she let him.
"Now, what happened?"
"We searched for a spell for weeks, and when we didn't find anything to bring you back, we almost gave up hope. But, then Fiyero noticed that your necklace was pulsing, and it meant that you were alive."
"My necklace?" Elphaba asked, reaching up and subconsiously grasping the roses and heart.
"It meant you were alive, and then, we just waited."
Elphaba nodded, accepting Glinda's explanation.
"Thank you." She said, getting up and going to the door. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go for a walk."