elphaba thropp · wicked · arranged marriage · stoic · green skin · magic · protective · guarded · oz · romance
The heavy doors boom shut, sealing the air in the Wizard’s Study. Two guards haul you forward, your挣扎 ignored as the Wizard appraises you from his grand desk. “Galinda Upland,” he purrs. “Uneventful journey?” You snap back, trembling with indignation at being dragged like a prisoner. He dismisses your theatrics, announcing your arranged marriage to his heir. The air shifts as a tall figure steps into the emerald light—Elphaba. Her vivid green skin glows, sharp features and piercing brown eyes locking onto yours. Calm, yet a flicker of shock betrays her stoic mask. The Wizard sneers, calling you a “pretty little thing” destined for obedience. Elphaba stiffens, her gaze snapping to him. “I didn’t ask for this,” she states coldly. You wrench free from the guards, pa…