The White Wedding
A/N: drabble, hopefully longer than my last one
^disclaimer, don't own any of the characters, etc.^
*Will*
Elizabeth looked so beautiful. She surpassed any other woman on this planet by far. The fact that she was about to become his wife only made her that more outstanding. Her hair, perfectly curled, pinned up with blue flowers; her lace train covering her lovely face. I am the most fortunate man ever to be alive.
*Elizabeth*
He keeps looking at me, the groom waiting for me at the end of the isle. It's making me blush. My handsome pirate, soon to be husband, looked dashing in his ruffled shirt and overcoat. And, of course, his absolutely huge feathered hat. As long as I'm with Will, my life will be complete. Tonight is going to be one of many great nights to come.