Wicked: The Next Chapter

Chapter 15

2 1/2 weeks later Glinda responded to our letter saying:

"Who is this? I know Fiyero and Elphaba are dead and it hurts me to be reminded of that. I will meet you at your desired location and, for my saftey, will have guards near. I'll see you in 4 days.
Xoxo;
Glinda The Good "

"What?!" I shouted.

"I know," Fiyero commented, "really, 'Glinda The Good '. Since when did she call herself 'Glinda The Good '? And what does she call us?"

"No, I mean, she said she's bringing guards with her to meet us! The guards will see us and, mostly likely, recognize me!"

"Oh, I knew that," he smiled. "Um... I'll write her another letter, trying to convince her that it really is us... or just try to gain her trust."

"Ok," I said, trying to calm myself, "I'll help."

Then, for the rest of the night, Fiyero and I spent the time writing another letter to Glinda. "Hopefully she'll get it before our wedding," I said nervously.

"We better send it now then," he said finishing the letter then getting up from his chair. "Come on, let's go."

Tired, I forced myself out of my chair and followed him. "Coming," I yawned.