It was a beautiful morning in Port Royal. The sun shone down over the town and docks, people out walking around and basking in its warmth. Birds chirped as they flew above the buildings, swooping and diving. People greeted each other with friendly gestures and words. Nothing could go amiss. That being said, things usually did.

Elizabeth turned to walk down the street that led to J. Brown's Blacksmith Shop. She had one arm under the handles of the basket and the other holding up her skirts to keep them from dragging on the ground. A small smile was on her face, like many other faces of the citizens of Port Royal.

"What a beautiful smile you have, Miss Swann." Elizabeth stopped, glancing around for the speaker with the heavy French accent.

"Excuse me?" A man appeared out of the shadows of the buildings. He was tall and athletically built, with dark eyes that held mystery and wavy long hair tied behind his head. He was clean shaven, and dressed in rich finery.

"My name is Sir Alexander Marcus DePompus." He said with a great air. Elizabeth looked at him uncertainly, then over her shoulder. She wasn't quite sure if this was a scam or a joke, or if this man was actually serious.

"I have come a great distance to rest eyes on your legendary beauty." He swept towards her, his cloak swishing around his ankles. He laid a hand on the hilt of his sword, and Elizabeth could see the many jewel encrusted rings that were there. She crossed her arms with some difficulty because of the basket, glaring at him. "I have come to sweep you off your feet and take you home." He waved a hand towards the sea. "Where you and I can be happy and rich forever." Elizabeth didn't believe that she'd heard a man say such things that dramatically before.

"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mr. DePompus, but there will be no sweeping me off my feet. I quite like them where they are at the moment, and I am more than happy with the man that I love." She emphasized the last word, in case he couldn't get that detail though his thick head. Unfortunately, it wasn't emphasized enough.

"There is no man worthy of your great love, but I think that of all those humble men, I appreciate your beauty the most." He tried again. "We shall be free of this lover that ties you down, free as birds in my…" Elizabeth cut him off.

"What do you take me for? Some Helen that you can just take with you as you please?" She asked angrily. "I have something to say to you, Mr. DePompus. I am not some simple minded girl who you think you can just sweep off her feet. I am Elizabeth Swann, the governor's daughter, and if you don't leave right now, you will sorely regret it." She was tired of this man's attempts to get her to run away with him. Yet he still didn't seem phased.

"But my love, your beauty will only wither and die here, with these lowly people around you. Come with me, and you shall be immortal and beautiful forever!"

"It didn't work the first two times. Whatever would make you think that the third would?" He took her hand in his and she yanked it back. "If you don't leave, I will be forced to take drastic actions." He stared at her for a moment, and then shook his head sadly.

"I am sorry. It was foolish of me to think that I, the world's greatest lover, could ever hope to win your hand, Elizabeth Swann." He hung his head. "But I shall not give up. Not until my bones lie deep within this cursed earth." He shook his hand at the sky.

"Oh, leave it be already." Elizabeth said. Then she paused, her eyes narrowing. The overdramatic behavior, the very handsome features, the great amounts of wealth…could it be? She studied him long and hard before speaking again. "How are you at handling a blade?"

He lit up. "Do you want me to fight him for you? To win your honor?" He puffed out his chest "I am the best swordsman that the world has ever seen." He said proudly. Elizabeth pointed a finger at him.

"A ha!" She shouted, marching towards him. He blinked, backing up. "Did you really think that I was that pathetic? You are a Gary Stu." She poked him in the chest. "Thinking that you could sweep me off my feet from Will." She slapped him, and slapped him hard. "Good riddance then." She turned to march back to the blacksmith's shop when she saw another girl sneaking towards it. Her eyes narrowed, and she looked back towards Alexander, still stunned. "That was it, wasn't it? Your great plan. You were supposed to sweep me off of my feet so I would leave Will, and then she…" She pointed to the girl behind her. "…a fellow Sue, would be there to comfort him and eventually end up as his love interest." She was in a foul mood now. "Does commitment not mean anything to you? That's not to tell of what we went through to finally be together. Is it too much to ask for some peace in our relationship?" She turned the girl around, who protested in vain and gave her a good push down the street. "Now, leave this place or I'm sure Will would be more than happy to challenge you to a dual."

Alexander looked a little faint at that. It was well known that Gary Stus were all talk and no action. It wouldn't have been a surprise if he didn't know which end of the sword in question to hold. The girl grabbed his arm and they hurried off down the alleyway. Elizabeth pushed open the door of the blacksmith's shop, and ran right into Will.

"Oh, I didn't see you there." She said, putting a hand on her chest. "You gave me quite a scare." She smile and put the basket on the ground. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she gave him a kiss on the lips. "I love you."

Will looked at her for a moment. "Are you alright? Your face seems a little flushed." She shook her head and took her arms from around his neck. He picked up the basket and offered her his arm. She took it.

"I had a minor disagreement with someone. That's all."