Will sat across from Anastasia and saw a side of her he'd never seen. Her hair was in her face and her cheeks were stained red. She was trying to keep on a strong face, but he could see the looks of terror she was hiding beneath the surface.
He had never seen her like this before. Every aspect of Anastasia he'd never known had been strong and independent. She never had a problem telling people how she thought things should be, it was one of the things he loved about her.
But now she had that terrifying look on her face, and Will knew that she would give in. She couldn't handle this pain. He saw her look away because she couldn't look him in the eye. He tried to keep a straight face while he watched her. She was sinking into the chair with tears rolling down her face that was scrunched up in absolute agony. He knew she was about to give in. With one heave of her chest she gave into the tears and the pain. With one breath, she gave up the fight. He tried to stop her.
"Don't do it Ana." As soon as he spoke the words her felt a wave of pain radiate through his body, burning every nerve ending. He couldn't help but to cry out in pain. The Jabberwocky pulled his head back and continued toturing Ana. Ana's head shook as she felt the words rise up in her throat. She tried to stop them but the pain of hearing his scream reminded her of the Jabberwocky's words.
"All his suffering goes away..."
"I wish for my crown!" The words poured out of her mouth and she felt a blast of air as the weight of the little crown rested on her head. She couldn't do it. She couldn't handle the pain any longer.
Will saw that and accepted it. There was nothing more he could do to save himself or Anastasia. She would make her wishes and he would become Jafar's genie. He accpeted the inevitable and shook his head with the same expressionless face. The viod in his chest didn''t allow him to love Anastasia, but hearing the Jabber's words put things in persepective. Ana wasn't an evil queen and she wasn't trying to hurt anyone.
She was scared.