A/N:

Don't own pirates, doubt I ever will. Their not mine even though it would be awesome if they were…

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The Governor's Daughter and the Blacksmith

Governor Swann's POV:

Seven months. It's been seven months since my daughter kissed the town blacksmith. I didn't think it would last this long.

He isn't a bad man. He is indeed rather decent, but still he is only a blacksmith.

I only want the best for my daughter. I know that the humble blacksmith could make her happy. I don't very well like his family history or the fact that he associates with those who have most definitely committed crimes against the crown multiple times though.

I know he can't be blamed for the fact that his father was a pirate, but I could very well see him one day becoming a pirate and that is not a future I want for my daughter.

Perhaps I'm over exaggerating. Perhaps I'm worrying far too much, but I can't help it. She's my daughter and I only want the best for her.

Even if he doesn't end up a pirate how can he ever provide for her? He doesn't make much money. He's from the lower class and Elizabeth is definitely not used to living the lower class lifestyle. I have no doubt that she could indeed live as a member of the lower class, I'm just not sure that I want that sort of future for my beloved daughter.

Perhaps that's why I worry so much about this—because I love her so much. She's all I have.

As I see my beloved daughter and the town blacksmith standing outside my doorway wishing each other goodnight, I can't help but ponder all these things about their possible future.

As I watch them I realize that their relationship is growing more serious than it first was. The way she looks at him tells it all. In all my days I've never seen Elizabeth look at another man quite like that. Her eyes show signs of tremendous love and although I am indeed happy for her, it also almost scares me.

What if he breaks her heart? What if he can't provide for her in the future? What if the fact that they are from different social statuses starts affecting things? A million questions run through my head.

As he looks back at her I see the same love she has for him reflecting in his eyes. It's a beautiful sight really.

Then he shyly moves closer to her to kiss her goodnight. I know he's only shy about it because he knows I'm watching nearby. He always seems so nervous around me. I understand why he does, but I suppose that is something we'll have to work past.

As my daughter comes inside and begins telling me about her night I realize something--there's a high chance this is the man my daughter will end up marrying.

I never suspected she'd fall for the blacksmith. I always wanted better for her, but then I realize something rather important. There is no better man for my daughter. He cares about her with all his heart. He loves her like no other. He's a good man. I know he'll protect her.

I realize that she also loves him like no other. I know I'll never truly be replaced, but if any man could take the place of me in her heart it would be him.

Sure he may not be of high class, but he loves her and she loves him. Is anything else necessary for a relationship? It appears that their love for each other is enough.

Perhaps the Governor's daughter and the town blacksmith can make a good match after all.

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A/N:

Okay, no idea where that came from just randomly popped into my head. And no don't think I've abandoned my other stories or anything. I'll continue them. I just randomly wrote this anyway.

So hope you liked it. Reviews are appreciated. Thanks people!