Hello, everyone! Wow! It's been a while since my last multichap, hasn't it? Well, it's that time again, so let's do this!


My little flower loves to dream.

Dancing and singing in time.

My little flower is a special one.

So worthy of this rhyme.

"Miss Elphaba?"

The young woman slowly opened her eyes to a maid slipping through the door and closing it behind her. She made her way to the other side of the room and turned on the bright lamp. With a loud moan, the emerald-skinned girl turned over and buried herself deeper under her covers.

"Good morning, Miss Elphaba."

"Is it morning already?" came the sleepy-slurred voice.

"I'm afraid so," the maid chuckled.

Elphaba pushed the covers away from her body and pushed herself up with a yawn. "What's the weather like today?"

"Warm and sunny. A perfect summer day."

Elphaba nodded. On such a perfect day, no one would want to stay inside.

"Your tutor will be here after breakfast. What would you like to wear?"

"The dark blue dress," the green girl said as she slipped into the bathroom and washed up.

When she came out, the maid was gone. She slipped the dress on and brushed out her hair before braiding it. Once she put the brush down, she slowly directed her gaze to the drawn curtains on the other side of her room. Biting her lip, she slowly crossed her room and peeked out the curtain. The sun was indeed shinning. White, fluffy clouds decorated the light blue sky. It was the perfect day for any outdoor activity.

As soon as she heard the doorknob twist, Elphaba jumped away from the window and turned just to see the same maid bring in her breakfast.

"Thank you, Erelle," Elphaba smiled as she set the tray of food on the table.

"Of course, Miss Elphaba," the maid smiled with a curtsy before turning to leave, but stopped in the doorway. "Would you… like some company?"

"No, thank you," Elphaba said, sitting down at her desk with a book.

Erelle regarded her for a moment before nodding and leaving, making sure to close the door behind her. Once she was gone, Elphaba put down the book and sighed. She really didn't feel like eating at the moment. She was used to growing up alone, and as much as she longed for some company, she knew that it wouldn't be fair to keep everyone inside all day, especially on a beautiful summer day.

Soon after, her private tutor arrived and Elphaba began her lessons. As much as she loved learning, she found her mind drifting outside. She really wanted to go out and enjoy the warm air, but she knew that was out of the question.

"Well done, Miss Elphaba," the tutor said as he gave his student one of her tests back.

Elphaba took the test back with a soft hum and began to scribble in her notebook. The tutor, being used to that behavior, simply continued the lesson.

They were done by the afternoon, and the tutor said goodbye to his enigmatic pupil and left. Once he was gone, Erelle came back with lunch.

"I'm not hungry," Elphaba said, sitting on her bed with a book.

"But you didn't eat your breakfast."

"I didn't want it."

The maid regarded her. "Well, I'll leave your lunch here, in case you change your mind."

"Thanks."

Erelle nodded and left the sandwich and apple juice on the desk before going out. Elphaba read a few pages of her book before she heard her stomach growl. Eyeing the sandwich, she got off her bed and ate a few bites. She only ate half of the sandwich and drank a few sips of juice before going back to her bed. Her back was to the door when she heard a knock.

"Come in." She heard the door open, but didn't turn around. "Erelle, I'm sorry, but I'm really not that hungry."

"But are you in the mood for a game?"

The green girl turned around at the voice. "Yero?"

"Hey, Fae."

Elphaba's lips twitched at the sight of her visitor, who was none other than Fiyero Tigulaar, Crown Prince of the Vinkus. He was the only one in the castle her age and one of the handful of people allowed to see her, so his company was always welcomed. "I thought you would be outside."

"I was for a little bit. But I thought you might want to play a game."

"Your parents didn't send you up here, did they?"

"No, they didn't. I wanted to come see you."

Elphaba looked at the box in his hand. "What do you have?"

"Mancala."

She smiled and moved over in her bed. "Okay."

Fiyero sat down on the bed next to her and the two young adults began to play.

"How did your last exam go?"

"Okay. I think I passed all of them."

"I'm glad, Yero."

"What about you?"

"I had a history test today, but nothing major. I won't be having any finals, so after tomorrow, I'm finished."

"Lucky."

Elphaba smiled softly, but the smile looked forced to the prince.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to –"

"You didn't. I'm okay. Really."

"Were Mom and Dad up here today?"

"No. And before you say anything, you know that they're extremely busy."

"They shouldn't just leave you up here all alone all day like this."

"Maybe I like being alone. I can think when I'm alone."

"Fae, it's not good for you to be shut up like this all the time."

"Then when you find out why it has to be this way, Yero, let me know, since the reason we've been given throughout the years isn't enough for you. But I'm fine like this. It's not like I'm locked in this room."

"But still –"

"I win," Elphaba said as she got the last marble into her slot.

Fiyero looked at the board and realized that he had only gotten less than half of the marbles into his own slot. He looked up to see Elphaba's back, a signal that she was done playing. Sighing, he cleaned up and put the game back in the box. "Do you want me to come back later?"

A shrug. "If you want."

"I do," he said, making his way to the door.

"Okay."

Elphaba heard the door close and turned around. She knew the Vinkun prince meant well. He really did care about her and just wanted her to be happy. He was her first and only friend. His visits really did make her feel better. She enjoyed his company and loved to talk to him. But in all honesty, she wanted to go outside even more.

She spent the rest of the afternoon alternating between painting and writing. She finished her painting of a beach scene she read in one of her books. She had never been to a beach, so she couldn't paint from first-hand experience. Fiyero had been to the beach many times and would frequently tell her about it, but other than that, she had no other information to use. Once she finished her painting and was satisfied with her work, she wiggled her fingers with a small smile. Green magic dust swirled around the picture and it became animated. The sea rolled in the background and the two people she painted, one tan and the other green, skipped back and forth across the sand. Someone knocked again and she quickly put an end to the magic painting.

"Come in," she said, putting her brush away.

The door opened and Fiyero appeared again, but instead of a game, he had a handful of brochures.

"Hey," the green girl said softly.

"Hey. Do you want to look at university brochures with me?"

Elphaba smiled and nodded. "Okay."

The prince smiled and went back to his spot on the bed. The two went through the brochures thoroughly, looking at each and every one.

"What about Aladdin University?" Fiyero said, handing Elphaba a light brown brochure.

"It looks very nice," Elphaba said, looking at the picture. "But it's all the way in the Upper Gillikin."

"Then what about Kells College?"

"Isn't that a big party school?"

"Yeah. And?"

"Yero, I'm pretty sure your parents don't want their only son and heir spending all his time partying in college."

"In my defense, I worked very hard these past four years. It wasn't easy, but I did it… with your help, of course."

Elphaba smiled. "What about Shiz University?"

Fiyero looked over at the brochure the green girl was holding. "Can I see?"

"It's near the Emerald City," Elphaba said as she handed him the small packet. "They have great political science and history departments, which is perfect for you."

"And a lovely art department, which would be perfect for you," Fiyero said, looking at Elphaba's painting of the beach. "Are those two people us?"

"What gave that away?" she asked, but was blushing nonetheless.

"I don't know. It was just a lucky guess," the prince laughed. "You're an amazing artist, Fae."

"You think I am?"

"Of course. And I can't wait until you become a famous artist and open your own gallery. I'll be there, telling everyone the story about how you could only paint stick figures until you were fifteen."

Elphaba rolled her eyes. "Sure, Yero. Sure."

"You know I'm right. You just don't want to admit it."

"I want to continue looking at the brochures."

The two continued to look and after an hour, Fiyero managed to narrow it down between three schools.

"So we have Ozma Academy, Shiz University, and Pursewater University," Elphaba said as she put the other brochures back in the box.

"Yup."

"When do you graduate again?"

"Next Friday."

"And when do you need a decision by?"

"Wednesday, so they have time to print it on the program. Though, most of my classmates have decided where they're going already."

"Of course it's like you to wait until the last possible minute to make a decision."

"Hey, I just want to make sure I'm making the right decision about where I want to spend the next four years of my life."

"You'll make the right decision, Yero. I know you will."

The prince smiled and gave the green girl a hug. "Thanks, Fae. You're the best."

Elphaba returned the hug. Just then, the door opened and Erelle came in. Upon seeing the prince, she immediately curtsied.

"Prince Fiyero, there you are. Dinner is almost ready."

"I'll eat dinner up here," Fiyero said, gently pulling away, but keeping Elphaba in his arms.

"No, Yero," Elphaba said, pulling away. "You need to eat dinner with your family."

"You are part of my family."

"No, Yero, I'm not and you know that. You need to go eat dinner with your parents."

"Then we'll all eat up here with you."

"No."

"Fae –"

"No, Yero. You have to eat with your parents in the dining room and I will eat up here."

"All alone?"

"Yes."

"Why don't you come downstairs for dinner?"

"You know why I can't."

"You don't need to be kept a secret from everyone!"

"Well, maybe I want to!"

"What does that mean?"

"It means I want you to get out!"

Fiyero was silent for a moment. "Okay. Fine," he huffed. "I'll come back after –"

"No, you won't. You won't come back for the rest of the night!"

"Why not?"

"Because I want to be left alone and I don't want to see you for the rest of the day!"

Fiyero was upset, but knew that continuing the argument would only make it worse for Elphaba. Sighing, he nodded and left.

"Miss Elphaba –" Erelle tried.

"I don't want any dinner, Erelle. And I want to be left alone for the rest of the night."

"Very well, Miss Elphaba," Erelle said with a slight curtsy before leaving, closing the door behind her.

That evening at dinner, the prince barely ate his food, and instead, ended up spreading most of it around his plate in a lazy manner.

"What's wrong, Fiyero?" the queen, Amalie, asked as she watched her son play with his food.

"It's Fae," Fiyero said in a soft voice once he was sure they were alone.

"Is she alright?" the king, Raal, asked, concern filling his voice.

"No, she's not. She's unhappy and lonely."

"She told you this?" Amalie asked.

"Well… no. But she didn't have to. She's cooped up in her room all day and she's not allowed to come down here or go outside, not even into the gardens. And we can't even talk about her publically. Why?"

"Fiyero, we've been over this," Raal said gently. "We have to keep her safe."

"But why?"

"It's complicated, son. But let's just say that there are… people that…"

"People that what?"

"It was her mother's wish, Yero," Amalie said, eating a forkful of peas.

"Who is her mother? Is she still alive?"

"I… don't know."

"You don't know who her mother is?"

"Of course I know who her mother is, Yero," the queen sighed with an eye roll. "I meant I don't know if she's still alive."

"What did she ask you?"

"She asked us to keep Elphaba protected and hidden from the public eye."

"It is because of her green skin?"

"Partly. Yero, there's so much that you don't know. So much that we can't tell you or Elphaba. But just know that it's for her own good. I know that's not the answer you wanted, but it's the only answer we can give."

Fiyero still wasn't satisfied, but grumbled and finished his food. Once he was done, he excused himself and made to go to the West Tower, but then remembered Elphaba's words. It was probably best that he honor her wishes. He didn't want to be on the receiving end of her wrath. So instead, he simply walked up the main staircase to his room and closed the door behind him.

That night, as Fiyero lay peacefully asleep in bed, he was jolted awake by a loud noise. He jumped to a sitting position, not even sure if what he heard was real. Then he heard it again and didn't need to think twice about what… or who it was.

"Fae!" he exclaimed, jumping out of bed and running to the West Tower to see why she was screaming.


Dun… dun… DUNNNNN! Nothin' like starting off the first chapter of a new story with a good ol' cliffy, right? *Crickets* Oh… just me then. Okay.

Updates are every other day, so you won't be stuck with this cliffy for too long.