Hello all! (: Here's another chapter for you all! Just a warning, this is a filler chapter so it's not that long. But please review anyway! - Meghan

"Oh, Oz, Glinda, you look stunning." Boq had managed to sneak into her mother's parlor while everyone was eating lunch. The blonde was in her wedding gown, a designer dress with a lace bodice. It complemented her curves perfectly and it fell down past her ankles. Her coiffed curls were pinned up in a bun and a few strands framed her heart-shaped face. A bright smile crossed her face as she took sight of him and the girl rushed into his awaiting arms. Boq gently kissed the top of her curls and held her out at arms-length to examine her.

"By Oz, I can't even begin to explain my jealousy." He muttered, taking her into his strong arms and leading her to the couch. She looked at him searchingly as he ran a hand through her hair.

"Jealous of what?" She asked innocently, cocking her head to the side in confusion.

"I'm jealous of Fiyero and that he ultimately is the one to love you."

"Boq…" Glinda felt terrible knowing that she was upsetting him, but he wasn't the only agitated one. The blonde was also a victim of this arranged marriage and she didn't like the idea any more than he did.

"No, Glinda, don't get yourself worked up about this. I'll be fine. We'll be fine." The man kissed her on the cheek and then left the room, seeming to be in a rush. The blonde dropped her head in her hands, angry at herself, and even angrier at her and Fiyero's parents. None of them understood what she wanted and what Fiyero wanted. Neither couple understood love. How could they? Marillot and Baxiana had come together by arranged marriage and neither of them radiated affection. Carole and Etai, well, their relationship seemed to have collapsed completely seeing as Etai had yet to return to the manor after Carole's outburst a few days ago.

Glinda sighed and returned to the podium as the tailors and Carole came back in. The woman adjusted the blonde's veil and kissed her forehead. "You look beautiful, dear." She commented with a smile. Glinda just sighed.

"Fiyero, touch my butt one more time and I swear." Elphaba crossed her arms as Fiyero locked the door and pulled her to him with a sly smile. The man ran his hands towards her lower back and she swatted at him angrily.

"That's it, I'm done, Tigelaar." The green servant snapped at him, moving over to the window and playfully shaking her hips. Fiyero pouted and advanced towards her, gripping her waist with a laugh. He turned her around and lowered his lips to hers gently. Elphaba laughed against his mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck. "There are people here." She muttered, hesitantly drawing away.

"No, they're asleep." Fiyero nipped at her neck. Examining her, he laughed. "I see your hickey is gone. Shall I give you another?" The girl shook her head and nearly slapped him.

"Tigelaar, if you bite my neck again, I will walk out of that door and go to sleep like I should." Fiyero consented, kissing at her graceful neck and unbuttoning her dress. He began to kiss every newly-exposed patch of skin and she let out a moan.

"Fiyero, stop." She commanded, pushing him away and covering herself up. The man sighed and went to go lie on the bed, opening his arms to her. Elphaba pursed her lips and laid next to him, her head resting on her chest. Fiyero instinctively drew his arms around her and they fell asleep intertwined.

Neither of them knew that outside, Etai was lurking under Fiyero's window. The man turned away and waltzed into the underbrush, not bothering to hide his glee. His suspicions were confirmed and his plan was nearly complete. Elphaba Thropp was in a relationship with Fiyero Tigelaar and she was going to pay.

Glinda sat at her vanity, curling her eyelashes and biting her lip in concentration. She had already done this several times, but there was nothing else to do. Boq had gardening to attend to and Fiyero was probably being intimate with Elphaba. The thought made her giggle and she barely even noticed a knock on the door.

"Madam Upland, will you be receiving tea?" Speak of the devil. Elphaba propped open the door with her hip and gently placed the tea on the vanity in front of her mistress.

"Yes, thank you, Elphie!" The girl exclaimed, over exaggerating her excitement to see her friend.

"You're welcome. Is there anything else you need or may I go?" Elphaba questioned as Glinda took a sip of her tea. The blonde nearly spat out her drink.

"Please stay! I never get to see you anymore. You're always with Fiyero and we should be together more often." She pleaded and Elphaba sat back next to her.

"So, how's the wedding coming along?"