Will walked towards the gate a look up at the large house, remembering the last time he had been here. A year ago, he stood alone in the sand watching her run away from him. He had followed her home that night, not to talk but only to be sure she made it there in safety considering it was nearly dark and she was alone. From that day on, he simply plunged himself even more into mastering the art of swordplay. He tried not to remind himself of how he felt that night but it was a loosing battle. He had idiotically just stood there saying nothing. He was an imbecile. He was a dolt, he felt worthless, he felt at a loss for words. And for that, he had purposefully avoided Elizabeth.
One afternoon Elizabeth visited him in the Shop. "Will, I am sorry about the way I behaved. I am embarrassed. I am ashamed. Please forgive me." He nodded but before he could say anything, she gave him a weak smile and walked out. Since then, he had seen her half-a-dozen times and every time she acted as if nothing had happened. She was very pleasant and kind, she acted just as she used to. But in every of their polite conversations, she always had the same imploring look in her eyes. She always seemed to be hoping that today would be the day that Will would abandon acceptable conversation to show his true feelings.
However, Elizabeth did not realize that Will could not do that. He could not separate himself further from others. Will understood that not only did Elizabeth have to approve but her father as well. And her father was the Governor of Port Royal. A blacksmith courting the Governor's daughter was a laughable story and Will wished to prove that he was worthy of such a task. He was determined to never disappoint Governor Swann, no matter the circumstance. Unfortunately, Will was having a hard time pleasing both father and daughter.
Will stared at that same door, once again grasping a long wooden box. He had an order for Governor Swann and he was both excited and incredibly nervous at the thought of seeing her again. He raised his hand to the large doorknocker and knocked.
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Now this is where the movie picks up. I had a great time writing this but am not sure where to go from here, unless I add more filling chapters inbetween. Reviews as always are welcome as are suggestions! THANKS!
