The next morning Elizabeth woke up and found herself holding Will
very tightly. She saw that Will hadn't seen she was awake yet, so she
quickly shut her eyes and squinted a little to see. What she saw Will
doing was almost enough to make her laugh out loud and alert him of her
being awake.
Will had his brown eyes open and he was trying very unsuccessfully to escape the tight grasp she had on him so he could get to work. Will didn't want to wake up Elizabeth so he was trying to work his way out of her arms without disturbing her sleep.
Elizabeth watched, a fond smile on her lips as she saw him gaze desperately around the room, an endearing look of helplessness on his handsome face.
Feeling a little playful that morning and not wanting Will to leave just yet, Elizabeth kept up her sleeping ruse and started talking in her "sleep."
"I love you Will.." Elizabeth murmured softly.
She opened her eyes a little to see the effect her tender words were having on Will. Will had stopped trying to slide out of her arms, and his look of helplessness was replaced by a goofy grin. Elizabeth paused, waiting to see what he would do next while he thought she was asleep.
Will put his face on her pillow so his cheek was only about a centimeter away from her face. Then he wrapped his arms slowly around her body. The feeling of his arms gently gliding on her skin like that, was the last straw for Elizabeth. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Will's handsome face less than an inch from her own.
Startled Will blinked then his face flushed. "I am sorry Elizabeth, did I wake you? I didn't mean to, you just.." He broke off when he saw the smile on Elizabeth's face.
"What did I do Will?" She asked innocently.
"You well, you talked in your sleep and.. You said 'I love you Will' and I.. Wanted to hold you." Will blushed again under his tan.
Elizabeth watched him, with every word he spoke loving him more, if that was indeed possible. "Will you're so sweet." Elizabeth hugged him hard, resting her cheek on his chest.
"Love you Liz," Will said, hugging her back. "But I have to leave for work, I have to stop in town and sell some of my swords to get some money. I was hoping, maybe we could plan a surprise party for your father's birthday. And if we do, I need more than I have right now." He said with a sweet smile.
"A surprise party? Will, that's an incredible idea! I'm sure Daddy would love it!"
Excited about how well his idea had gone over with Elizabeth, Will grinned. "Really? I've been saving up for a month now. I almost have enough." He turned and walked over to the far side of the room. He knocked on different floorboards while Elizabeth watched him curiously. Finally one sounded hollow and Will pulled it up.
Elizabeth walked over curiously and saw a small amount of money inside. "I've been saving Liz, I guess blacksmithing just isn't a very profitable job. Don't worry though, I'll get enough to throw your dad the best party he's ever had!" Will reached in and dug out about half. He handed it to Elizabeth. "Do you think you might be able to maybe see if you could invite some of your father's friends and maybe have invitations or something made? As soon as I have enough money I'll help you plan everything."
"Of course Will." She said smiling. Then she sighed. "I don't want you to leave." She reached up to caress his stubbled chin.
"I don't want to leave you either love, but I have to get to work." Will paused and thought for a moment on how to wipe the frown off his beloved's face. "What would you say if I took off work early and reserved the rest of the day for you?" Will gazed anxiously down at Elizabeth's pretty face, his brown eyes wide and begging for her to accept.
The smile that blossomed on Elizabeth's face was enough of an answer. She gave Will one last hug then walked hand in hand with him to the front door. With a final wave, Will turned and walked whistling to himself along the cobblestone path toward the blacksmiths.
Elizabeth turned and smiled the smile of a woman in love. She walked into the kitchen where her father was sitting at the table poring over what looked like a letter.
"Hello father." She said airily, still giddy from Will's tender kisses. "What are you reading?"
Her question seemed to startle him. "Oh nothing, nothing, just a.." he searched for the right word. "Proposition."
Elizabeth narrowed her eyes. The giddy look left her face and was replaced by a look the Governor couldn't quite read. "I see." The Governor, desperately trying to think of something to change the subject to, said the first thing that popped in his mind.
"Will didn't try anything last night, did he?" Governor Swann realized what he had just said and immediately cursed himself for doing it. He had no choice but to face the wrath his spirited daughter was about to bestow upon him.
Sure enough, Elizabeth's blue eyes began to flash. "Excuse me?" Anger welled up inside her. "What is your problem with Will!? Can't you accept I love him and he loves me? He tries so hard to please you and you spit it right back in his face! You know what he asked me last night? He asked me what else he could do to get your approval! He was so worried about what you thought about him. I don't see why he should be worried though, you're the one who should be worried about what HE thinks of you." She whirled around to stomp out the kitchen.
"And no, he DIDN'T try anything as you call it. He was a perfect gentleman." She turned around and looked into her father's face. He stood sadly, watching her rampage. His lack of emotion made Elizabeth even madder. She slammed the door behind her and stalked out the front door.
The Governor sighed as he heard the front door slam as well. He knew where she was heading, to the blacksmith shop. Well at least he had achieved his purpose, Elizabeth had forgotten the piece of paper. He pulled out the letter, smoothed it out, and began rereading it.
Governor Swann,
I want to express my dearest sympathies about the unlikely, and.. unwell choice your daughter has made, regarding of course, the blacksmith William Turner. I am sure you are indeed as unhappy as I am about the match, which is why I propose this.. If the couple were to have an unexpected break-up, I would greatly like for you to please still consider my offer to Miss Swann about her hand in marriage.
Commodore Norrington
The Governor was not a fool, he knew when Commodore Norrington mentioned an "unexpected break-up" that it would indeed be caused by some trick played by the Commodore. He weighed the options. A break-up would indeed hurt Elizabeth but in the end she would thank him. If he declined the Commodore's proposal he would have to face the awful truth that his daughter would most likely wed a blacksmith.
Taking out a piece of parchment, the Governor began to write.
There! How did you guys like that chapter? I'm sorry if I didn't capture all the character's personalities. I tried as hard as I could to match them. I hope you guys are liking the story! Please, please, please review! Thank you!
-Laura-
Will had his brown eyes open and he was trying very unsuccessfully to escape the tight grasp she had on him so he could get to work. Will didn't want to wake up Elizabeth so he was trying to work his way out of her arms without disturbing her sleep.
Elizabeth watched, a fond smile on her lips as she saw him gaze desperately around the room, an endearing look of helplessness on his handsome face.
Feeling a little playful that morning and not wanting Will to leave just yet, Elizabeth kept up her sleeping ruse and started talking in her "sleep."
"I love you Will.." Elizabeth murmured softly.
She opened her eyes a little to see the effect her tender words were having on Will. Will had stopped trying to slide out of her arms, and his look of helplessness was replaced by a goofy grin. Elizabeth paused, waiting to see what he would do next while he thought she was asleep.
Will put his face on her pillow so his cheek was only about a centimeter away from her face. Then he wrapped his arms slowly around her body. The feeling of his arms gently gliding on her skin like that, was the last straw for Elizabeth. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Will's handsome face less than an inch from her own.
Startled Will blinked then his face flushed. "I am sorry Elizabeth, did I wake you? I didn't mean to, you just.." He broke off when he saw the smile on Elizabeth's face.
"What did I do Will?" She asked innocently.
"You well, you talked in your sleep and.. You said 'I love you Will' and I.. Wanted to hold you." Will blushed again under his tan.
Elizabeth watched him, with every word he spoke loving him more, if that was indeed possible. "Will you're so sweet." Elizabeth hugged him hard, resting her cheek on his chest.
"Love you Liz," Will said, hugging her back. "But I have to leave for work, I have to stop in town and sell some of my swords to get some money. I was hoping, maybe we could plan a surprise party for your father's birthday. And if we do, I need more than I have right now." He said with a sweet smile.
"A surprise party? Will, that's an incredible idea! I'm sure Daddy would love it!"
Excited about how well his idea had gone over with Elizabeth, Will grinned. "Really? I've been saving up for a month now. I almost have enough." He turned and walked over to the far side of the room. He knocked on different floorboards while Elizabeth watched him curiously. Finally one sounded hollow and Will pulled it up.
Elizabeth walked over curiously and saw a small amount of money inside. "I've been saving Liz, I guess blacksmithing just isn't a very profitable job. Don't worry though, I'll get enough to throw your dad the best party he's ever had!" Will reached in and dug out about half. He handed it to Elizabeth. "Do you think you might be able to maybe see if you could invite some of your father's friends and maybe have invitations or something made? As soon as I have enough money I'll help you plan everything."
"Of course Will." She said smiling. Then she sighed. "I don't want you to leave." She reached up to caress his stubbled chin.
"I don't want to leave you either love, but I have to get to work." Will paused and thought for a moment on how to wipe the frown off his beloved's face. "What would you say if I took off work early and reserved the rest of the day for you?" Will gazed anxiously down at Elizabeth's pretty face, his brown eyes wide and begging for her to accept.
The smile that blossomed on Elizabeth's face was enough of an answer. She gave Will one last hug then walked hand in hand with him to the front door. With a final wave, Will turned and walked whistling to himself along the cobblestone path toward the blacksmiths.
Elizabeth turned and smiled the smile of a woman in love. She walked into the kitchen where her father was sitting at the table poring over what looked like a letter.
"Hello father." She said airily, still giddy from Will's tender kisses. "What are you reading?"
Her question seemed to startle him. "Oh nothing, nothing, just a.." he searched for the right word. "Proposition."
Elizabeth narrowed her eyes. The giddy look left her face and was replaced by a look the Governor couldn't quite read. "I see." The Governor, desperately trying to think of something to change the subject to, said the first thing that popped in his mind.
"Will didn't try anything last night, did he?" Governor Swann realized what he had just said and immediately cursed himself for doing it. He had no choice but to face the wrath his spirited daughter was about to bestow upon him.
Sure enough, Elizabeth's blue eyes began to flash. "Excuse me?" Anger welled up inside her. "What is your problem with Will!? Can't you accept I love him and he loves me? He tries so hard to please you and you spit it right back in his face! You know what he asked me last night? He asked me what else he could do to get your approval! He was so worried about what you thought about him. I don't see why he should be worried though, you're the one who should be worried about what HE thinks of you." She whirled around to stomp out the kitchen.
"And no, he DIDN'T try anything as you call it. He was a perfect gentleman." She turned around and looked into her father's face. He stood sadly, watching her rampage. His lack of emotion made Elizabeth even madder. She slammed the door behind her and stalked out the front door.
The Governor sighed as he heard the front door slam as well. He knew where she was heading, to the blacksmith shop. Well at least he had achieved his purpose, Elizabeth had forgotten the piece of paper. He pulled out the letter, smoothed it out, and began rereading it.
Governor Swann,
I want to express my dearest sympathies about the unlikely, and.. unwell choice your daughter has made, regarding of course, the blacksmith William Turner. I am sure you are indeed as unhappy as I am about the match, which is why I propose this.. If the couple were to have an unexpected break-up, I would greatly like for you to please still consider my offer to Miss Swann about her hand in marriage.
Commodore Norrington
The Governor was not a fool, he knew when Commodore Norrington mentioned an "unexpected break-up" that it would indeed be caused by some trick played by the Commodore. He weighed the options. A break-up would indeed hurt Elizabeth but in the end she would thank him. If he declined the Commodore's proposal he would have to face the awful truth that his daughter would most likely wed a blacksmith.
Taking out a piece of parchment, the Governor began to write.
There! How did you guys like that chapter? I'm sorry if I didn't capture all the character's personalities. I tried as hard as I could to match them. I hope you guys are liking the story! Please, please, please review! Thank you!
-Laura-
