There Came A Knocking At My Door... [Gerhardt]

"Dear lady, why on earth would anyone seek to banish you from their presence?" Of course, the question was more rhetorical than anything else. Gerhardt was everything but prying, and would not snoop in her business unless she offered it up for examination. It seemed that she would not, so the King did not migrate further. Instead, he allowed his violet optics to grace the land behind her, noting how often he had seen it, but never really looked at it. The terrain did not shift dramatically to mark the King's land from that of the vagabonds, not as one would suspect, anyway. There was a gradual slope, one that the wanderer would not notice easily, and a slight shift in the substance that made up the terrain, but overall.. it looked very much like the land claimed by the Kingdom. He wondered, out of vague curiosity, what had led him to mark his borders here. He supposed it had just been second nature, perhaps something had led him to believe he could hold only so much land, and thus he had drawn his line. Whatever the reason, the land he stared at now was not his, but very much hers. He would ponder over it for a while, before her words brought him back to the reality that was Kingship.

"Elphaba." He would recite rhythmically. It was foreign upon his tongue, but would not be for long. She inquired if there was anything he needed to know about her, and the King pondered for a moment. "I usually ask this, but I fear it can be a difficult decision at first. You may think on it if need be, and let me know in a few days time. I believe the most important information I would need from you is any special skills or passions you have that would serve to enhance or otherwise improve the Kingdom?" The King sought diversity and cohesion, two things that supposedly might not go together well, but he had a means by which they could. Whatever her skills, whatever her chosen task or regimen, the King had a place for the newest Clergy Elphaba.

"Speech"