GOOD WILL CONQUER EVIL. 🫧

“  i know,  darling,  isn't it just?  ”     glinda's tone and expression reads as joyful.   all of oz is cheering for her,  for her and her good deeds and acts.   she wants to feel good about it,  like it's truly deserved.   because believe me,  it is very much deserved.   according to her.   she wants so badly to be oblivious to the happenings in the land and just enjoy it.   which has worked for the most part when it came to her rise to power.   but still she can feel some sort of nagging feeling that it's all wrong.   since elphaba had left,  she's had a witch shaped hole in her heart missing,  and the fact that she's still on the loose as the force would say,  makes glinda feel powerless despite it all.   she didn't want her throne to be built off of lies,  and taking her best friend down.   yet here's where she is.   she'd made this bed so now she had to lie in it,  simple as that.

a celebration through oz      for her.   the story of her braverism being told throughout the land.   she'd finally made it.   and with the help of morrible,  she was also now engaged.   things were finally falling into place for her.   THE BUBBLE TRANSPORT WAS JUST AN ADDED BONUS.   as she turns to look at fiyero,  a glimpse of false hope twinkling behind her eyes.     “  don't you think so?  ”