EEEEEHHHH! Half of my last chappie didn't load…soooooo sorry, it was so SHORT. Anyway, here's "Chapter Three" which is really the rest of chapter two, but, anyway….
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Elizabeth let herself fall into the sweet innocence of Will's kiss. She could barely stand how good it felt. They, of course, could've gone much farther, for no one was around their dock, but Will would never dishonor her like that. This was one of the things she loved most about Will. He was so innocent, yet so strong and wise. His love for her was pure, as was hers, and he expressed it so greatly. Finally, the long kiss ended, and she met his eyes again. In them she could see the same love and desire that she felt in her own heart, that she wished to embrace but could not. "It's getting dark," Will whispered reluctantly. "True," Elizabeth replied, "we should go." And, although both hated to do it, they stood and began their long walk back to the Swann Manor.
As Elizabeth relived the last moments of the night her father knocked on the door. "Elizabeth, darling," he called as she scrambled to make herself decent. "May I come in?" "Yes, father," she called back. The door creaked open and her father, long gray wig and all, walked into the room. "Ah, Good morning, Elizabeth," he said, a huge smile pasted on his face. "I have a surprise for you. No no, it's not just another dress. I've been doing that for far too long. I've decided it's time you chose your own." and so he pulled from his pocket a pouch full of jangling coins. "Here," he said. "I hope that you will go to the finest dressmaker in town and have yourself a few new gowns made. It's my gift to you, for your birthday." Elizabeth was taken aback by the last part of his little speech, and then she realized it WAS her birthday. In all her dreaming of Will, she'd completely forgotten. Realizing that her father was still standing there expectantly, she snapped out of it. "Oh, Thank you father!" She jumped into his arms. Now it was HIS turn to be taken aback. His daughter rarely showed affection for him this openly. "Well…err, you're welcome, darling," he replied. "I want to go straightaway. Jaclyn, will you come with me?" Elizabeth questioned of one of her most friendly servants. "well, certainly, Miss Elizabeth," the stunned maid replied. "Good then, I'll get ready immediately, oh, THANK YOU father!" she exclaimed as she hugged her father one last time. She went behind her curtain to change and her father left the room, feeling quite pleased with himself.
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"Now, jus put down yer weapons and I'll make sure one eighth of your swag is left on your ship when we're done, savvy?" Jack Sparrow called to the now defeated crew of the Diamond Voyage. "Aye," the captain called back weakly. "Go to lootin', boys!" He called. "And girls," he corrected when he met AnaMaria's glare. He hopped onto the ship himself to dig through the treasure. As he was finishing up, he called out to his crew to do the same and headed back to the Black Pearl.
"Aha! Fine job, mates!" He called as they sailed away from the Diamond Voyage, already a mile behind them. "Drinks all around!" The crew hoisted a mighty cheer and Jack started a chorus of "Drink up me hearties, Yo Ho!" which the crew was quick to join in. They brought out a large supply of rum and began to drink to their hearts' content. It was not until a few hours later that Jack noticed AnaMaria's absence.
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Will could hardly wait to see Elizabeth that night. It was her birthday, and he had made her the perfect gift. For moths he sat and worked out how to make it, and for weeks he's been staying up late into the night and working on it. Finally, today, it was done. He'd had it finely wrapped and now had it in his pocket as he headed towards her home.
Elizabeth was waiting patiently on her balcony when she saw Will coming up the drive. She raced downstairs to meet him and fell into his arms as she met him at the door. "Happy Birthday, Elizabeth," he whispered as she stood enveloped in his warm embrace. "You look lovely," he commented, noticing her new gown. She was very pleased that he noticed, and thanked him kindly. "Might we go away from here for a bit?" he asked, noticing a maid spying. "I hoped you would ask," she whispered. "Let's go."
They walked down to the docks once again, to the same place they'd sat the night before. As they watched the evening sun once again, Will reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, neatly wrapped package. "This is for you," he whispered, pressing it into her hand. She grinned and gently slit back the wrapping paper. It revealed a small box. She gently opened the lid and sharply withdrew her breath, barely able to believe her eyes. Inside was a small silver ring, the band slightly reminding her of a sword blade, which told her that he's made it. On it were engraved the words "I Love You, Elizabeth. "Did you…" "Yes, I made it" he replied. "Oh, Will!" she whispered. He gently took it from the box and slipped it onto the fourth finger of her right hand. She leaned her head towards his and gently kissed him, expressing her thanks better than words ever could. "Thank you," she whispered when the kiss ended. It's beautiful. "I wanted you to always have a reminder of how much I love you," he explained. "No matter where you go, so you'll always think of me." " I always think of you, Will. Day and night, in and out, you're all I can think of." "As are you," he replied. His lips silently found hers again, just as the sun sank once again.
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Elizabeth let herself fall into the sweet innocence of Will's kiss. She could barely stand how good it felt. They, of course, could've gone much farther, for no one was around their dock, but Will would never dishonor her like that. This was one of the things she loved most about Will. He was so innocent, yet so strong and wise. His love for her was pure, as was hers, and he expressed it so greatly. Finally, the long kiss ended, and she met his eyes again. In them she could see the same love and desire that she felt in her own heart, that she wished to embrace but could not. "It's getting dark," Will whispered reluctantly. "True," Elizabeth replied, "we should go." And, although both hated to do it, they stood and began their long walk back to the Swann Manor.
As Elizabeth relived the last moments of the night her father knocked on the door. "Elizabeth, darling," he called as she scrambled to make herself decent. "May I come in?" "Yes, father," she called back. The door creaked open and her father, long gray wig and all, walked into the room. "Ah, Good morning, Elizabeth," he said, a huge smile pasted on his face. "I have a surprise for you. No no, it's not just another dress. I've been doing that for far too long. I've decided it's time you chose your own." and so he pulled from his pocket a pouch full of jangling coins. "Here," he said. "I hope that you will go to the finest dressmaker in town and have yourself a few new gowns made. It's my gift to you, for your birthday." Elizabeth was taken aback by the last part of his little speech, and then she realized it WAS her birthday. In all her dreaming of Will, she'd completely forgotten. Realizing that her father was still standing there expectantly, she snapped out of it. "Oh, Thank you father!" She jumped into his arms. Now it was HIS turn to be taken aback. His daughter rarely showed affection for him this openly. "Well…err, you're welcome, darling," he replied. "I want to go straightaway. Jaclyn, will you come with me?" Elizabeth questioned of one of her most friendly servants. "well, certainly, Miss Elizabeth," the stunned maid replied. "Good then, I'll get ready immediately, oh, THANK YOU father!" she exclaimed as she hugged her father one last time. She went behind her curtain to change and her father left the room, feeling quite pleased with himself.
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"Now, jus put down yer weapons and I'll make sure one eighth of your swag is left on your ship when we're done, savvy?" Jack Sparrow called to the now defeated crew of the Diamond Voyage. "Aye," the captain called back weakly. "Go to lootin', boys!" He called. "And girls," he corrected when he met AnaMaria's glare. He hopped onto the ship himself to dig through the treasure. As he was finishing up, he called out to his crew to do the same and headed back to the Black Pearl.
"Aha! Fine job, mates!" He called as they sailed away from the Diamond Voyage, already a mile behind them. "Drinks all around!" The crew hoisted a mighty cheer and Jack started a chorus of "Drink up me hearties, Yo Ho!" which the crew was quick to join in. They brought out a large supply of rum and began to drink to their hearts' content. It was not until a few hours later that Jack noticed AnaMaria's absence.
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Will could hardly wait to see Elizabeth that night. It was her birthday, and he had made her the perfect gift. For moths he sat and worked out how to make it, and for weeks he's been staying up late into the night and working on it. Finally, today, it was done. He'd had it finely wrapped and now had it in his pocket as he headed towards her home.
Elizabeth was waiting patiently on her balcony when she saw Will coming up the drive. She raced downstairs to meet him and fell into his arms as she met him at the door. "Happy Birthday, Elizabeth," he whispered as she stood enveloped in his warm embrace. "You look lovely," he commented, noticing her new gown. She was very pleased that he noticed, and thanked him kindly. "Might we go away from here for a bit?" he asked, noticing a maid spying. "I hoped you would ask," she whispered. "Let's go."
They walked down to the docks once again, to the same place they'd sat the night before. As they watched the evening sun once again, Will reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, neatly wrapped package. "This is for you," he whispered, pressing it into her hand. She grinned and gently slit back the wrapping paper. It revealed a small box. She gently opened the lid and sharply withdrew her breath, barely able to believe her eyes. Inside was a small silver ring, the band slightly reminding her of a sword blade, which told her that he's made it. On it were engraved the words "I Love You, Elizabeth. "Did you…" "Yes, I made it" he replied. "Oh, Will!" she whispered. He gently took it from the box and slipped it onto the fourth finger of her right hand. She leaned her head towards his and gently kissed him, expressing her thanks better than words ever could. "Thank you," she whispered when the kiss ended. It's beautiful. "I wanted you to always have a reminder of how much I love you," he explained. "No matter where you go, so you'll always think of me." " I always think of you, Will. Day and night, in and out, you're all I can think of." "As are you," he replied. His lips silently found hers again, just as the sun sank once again.
