Chapter 11
"Get inside!" Avantador shouted as he set the two down on the balcony again. They did as he asked and Glinda handed them towels. They were both soaked to the bone but there was no time to worry about that.
"Seal the Palace! I want archers and marksmen at every turret on the wall! We must defend the castle to the death!" Fiyero barked.
"Sir, yes sir!" The men, who had been on the balconies but now had travelled inside, accepted his orders and ran to get everyone in position.
"He could take out some of his frustration on the surrounding town," Elphaba pointed out while she checked the unconscious Flying Monkeys. They smelled like wet dog and she was having a hard time keeping her stomach in check.
"The warning bell alerts the soldiers in the garrison outside the gates. We should have everything covered. I trust their Captain and he will do what is necessary to save as many villagers as he can," her beloved explained.
"How are they?" Glinda asked pointing to the Monkeys and holding her nose.
"They're still breathing but until we're certain that they aren't under a spell, we need to lock them up," Elphaba said.
"Point," Fiyero motioned to his clerk to get some men up to them to transfer the Monkeys down to the cells in the basement.
"I will stand by your side and fight Master Fiyero. Where do you need me?" Chistery offered.
"I need you to help my men at the wall. They will need your wings and your experience. Tell them I sent you and they will follow you," Fiyero smiled. Chistery nodded and then took off out of the window. The men needed to move the Monkeys had arrived and were attending to their task when Glinda asked,
"Where do you need me?"
"Not here. You must head back to the Emerald City. If something happens to you then all of Oz will be at risk and we can't take that chance," the Prince said.
"All Oz will be at risk anyway if the two of you and the dragon can't stop this guy!" The blonde argued and Elphaba gave him a look; he'd lost this argument. The Flying Monkeys were now safely on their way to the basement and Elphaba whistled for her broom. It came to her hand and she headed for the balcony.
"I will fight with Avantador. Fiyero has his men to help. Glinda, do us a favor and take command of the medical post. I have a bad feeling we're going to need it," Elphaba said. She then opened the doors and kicked off of the balcony, heading for Avantador.
"What do you want?" She could hear the dragon's voice boom over the storm that still raged. She flew closer and landed on his shoulder.
"Good of you to join us, Miss Elphaba," the hooded figure bowed. The voice told her it was a man, though that was all she could tell at the moment.
"That would be Princess Elphaba to you," she sneered.
"You are many things but I never could picture you as a Princess," he said, pulling his hood down.
"You!" Elphaba could not believe her eyes as she pointed her finger at him.
"Did you miss me?" He asked.
To Be Continued…