"Your father... is he well?" Will asked again when Elizabeth failed to answer. Elizabeth's eyes lost their brightness and she looked down. She thought she had finally gotten through to Will. "What? What is it? Is he ill? Is h hurt?" Will asked, a look of genuine concern evident on his face.

Elizabeth forced a smile. "No, he is quite well." Will kept his eyes focused on her however.

"What's wrong? You seem upset." he remarked cautiously.

Elizabeth gazed out at the white-capped waves rolling in towards the shore. She was used to, in the presence of men, making her opinions go unsaid and it had never suited her well. "Do you ever get tired of it Will?" she asked softly, still gazing out towards the water.

Will leaned in slightly. "Pardon?"

"Do you ever get tired of it?" she said slightly louder, turning to face him.

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Tired of what?" He asked slowly, seeming embarrassed he did not already know.

She let out an exasperated sigh. "Tired of being so proper. Tired of treating every time we meet as if it were the first. Treating me like every other nobleman's daughter on the island." Will's confusion was obvious. Elizabeth turned her back on him. "Will, we have know each other for seven years time. We have been friends for seven years time. Yet you still abstain from using my first name. You ask me how my father is, you comment on the weather. So does every other man on the island. I know you think deeper than that William Turner and something inside me says you care deeper than that too. And now here I am with sand in my hair in a servant's dress that is sopping wet... the opposite of proper in every sense, and you still want to act as though the Royal Family surrounded us watching our every move."

There was a long silence. Even without facing him, Elizabeth knew he was flustered and baffled at her out burst. "I... I... I'm not sure... I'm sorry if..." Will gulped. "Miss Swann, I..."

Elizabeth whirled around to face him, a hurt expression on her face. "My name is Elizabeth." And with that, she swept Will her finest curtsy and ran back towards her home.