Chapter 36. Conception
Rifiuto: Non Miniera
Yackle stepped into the parlor, and instantly moved towards Elphaba.
"So, the young queenie has concieved after all, hasn't she?" She asked. Elphaba took a deep breath.
"How many times do I have to tell you, I'm not the queen! And I won't be unless my father-in-law passes away!" Elphaba snapped. Fiyero gently took her hand, calming her down.
"No, you won't be queen yet. But you will be, soon."
"Yackle, you're not here to take part in idle chit-chat, you're here to see if Elphaba's concieved." Musetta said, giving her daughter-in-law a kind smile. Yackle nodded, and beckoned the Crown Princess to follow her up the stairs and into the bedroom.
Fiyero gave her a quick kiss, and she left, waving to Fae as she passed.
Once inside the bedroom, Yackle had Elphaba lay on her back, and let the midwife part her legs. She tensed when Yackle brought out the syringe.
"You can sit up." Yackle said, as she moved into the bathroom. Slowly, Elphaba sat up, and wrapped her arms around herself. It took Yackle a few minutes, and she soon came back, holding a small vial of green liquid.
Elphaba looked up when the shadow fell over her. Yackle was holding the vial out to her. Slowly, the princess reached out and took it.
"Wh.....what's this?"
Her brow furrowed in confusion, as she looked from the vial to Yackle and back.
"You've concieved."