Chapter 2- The News.
Elizabeth got up from her bed and walked over to the window and sat down in the chair that Will had carved her when they had first gotten married. The warm summer's breeze blew through her long blonde hair as she looked out of her bedroom window. She looked into the depths of the ocean still thinking of her husband. He had been gone for 2 weeks.
When Will left Elizabeth took it very hard. Each day when she got up, she would think of him and threw up. She thought it was something different than her husband's departure, like a cold or a stomach flu. Her maids weren't sure so they called for the doctor.
"Elizabeth," When he said this with a serious tone she started to cry.
"What is wrong with me? Am I going to die? Please just help me?" her histarias were getting on his nerve. So he spoke up.
"You're not going to die. And you will get better?" The doctor then smiled. Elizabeth sat up.
"When am I going to get better?"
"Not for a little while. You are pregnant Elizabeth," The doctor was smiling and Elizabeth started to laugh.
"I'm pregnant?" She wiped away her tears and started to get up. "I need to tell, Will!"
Elizabeth then remembered that Will was out to sea. She could tell him when he came back, but she was mad at him for not being there when she found out. "So when am I due?"
"For what I can tell, In the spring sometime," The doctor smiled again and left the room. The maids were busy going around the room and making Elizabeth as comfortable as possible. She wanted to tell her father the good news. But then a hurried knock came at the door.
"Elizabeth? Can I come in," It was her father.
"Yes! Come in," Elizabeth smiled and her father gave her a hug.
"The doctor told me on his way out," His smile was so big, that Elizabeth thought about how Will would take the news. "I'm going to be a grandpa, how good that sounds. I'm going to throw a whole party together," he started to go out of the room when.
"Daddy!" Her dad stopped at that.
"What is it?"
"Will you not tell anymore people. I don't want Will to be the last one to find out that he is going to be a father," Elizabeth knew that Will would hate the idea that he was the last person to find out.
"Of coarse. Lets just hope that I can keep my mouth shut until he comes back," He left the room leaving Elizabeth alone with the maids. She fell asleep thinking about her future, and what would come.
Elizabeth got up from her bed and walked over to the window and sat down in the chair that Will had carved her when they had first gotten married. The warm summer's breeze blew through her long blonde hair as she looked out of her bedroom window. She looked into the depths of the ocean still thinking of her husband. He had been gone for 2 weeks.
When Will left Elizabeth took it very hard. Each day when she got up, she would think of him and threw up. She thought it was something different than her husband's departure, like a cold or a stomach flu. Her maids weren't sure so they called for the doctor.
"Elizabeth," When he said this with a serious tone she started to cry.
"What is wrong with me? Am I going to die? Please just help me?" her histarias were getting on his nerve. So he spoke up.
"You're not going to die. And you will get better?" The doctor then smiled. Elizabeth sat up.
"When am I going to get better?"
"Not for a little while. You are pregnant Elizabeth," The doctor was smiling and Elizabeth started to laugh.
"I'm pregnant?" She wiped away her tears and started to get up. "I need to tell, Will!"
Elizabeth then remembered that Will was out to sea. She could tell him when he came back, but she was mad at him for not being there when she found out. "So when am I due?"
"For what I can tell, In the spring sometime," The doctor smiled again and left the room. The maids were busy going around the room and making Elizabeth as comfortable as possible. She wanted to tell her father the good news. But then a hurried knock came at the door.
"Elizabeth? Can I come in," It was her father.
"Yes! Come in," Elizabeth smiled and her father gave her a hug.
"The doctor told me on his way out," His smile was so big, that Elizabeth thought about how Will would take the news. "I'm going to be a grandpa, how good that sounds. I'm going to throw a whole party together," he started to go out of the room when.
"Daddy!" Her dad stopped at that.
"What is it?"
"Will you not tell anymore people. I don't want Will to be the last one to find out that he is going to be a father," Elizabeth knew that Will would hate the idea that he was the last person to find out.
"Of coarse. Lets just hope that I can keep my mouth shut until he comes back," He left the room leaving Elizabeth alone with the maids. She fell asleep thinking about her future, and what would come.