Lucy went upstairs with Elizabeth to see the master bedroom and guest quarters. As they walked into the master bedroom, Liz noticed the large four-post bed with mahogany, dark wood and richly carved headboard. She smiled at it, almost in awe of it, imagining the idea of her and Will finally together. Liz sat down and ran her hands over the comforter.

"Its beautiful."

Lucy sat next to her. "Yes, I think this couple was fairly well off. Most of the furniture downstairs is just as nice."

Elizabeth kept glancing around the room and admiring her new home. She walked over to the dresser and fingered the drawers and looked intently at the other objects around her. But Lucy studied Elizabeth closely and finally spoke up.

"You and Will aren't supposed to be together, are you?"

Liz was obviously caught off guard. She turned around to face her, and tried not to, but nervously played with her ring.

"What makes you think that?" She asked trying to wield a laugh, but ended up sounding even more unsure.

"Well" Lucy spoke, at first avoiding her eyes but then bluntly making eye contact as she continued. "You were in an awful hurry to find a house, you have hardly any luggage, and those were some strange characters you were when you arrived."

Elizabeth moved closer to her, and took her seat next to her again. " I will tell you, but don't tell anyone else."

Lucy nodded and turned her whole body to face her, ready to hear this woman's story. Elizabeth looked away, but still twirled her ring around her finger absent-mindedly.

"Your right, Will and I aren't supposed to be together. We aren't even married yet; we plan to though, as soon as possible. My father told me to marry some one else and I despised him for it. So we did what we thought we had to do and we ran away, we decided to come here, and see if we had any better luck. We both are looking forward to having a clean slate here."

Lucy had an odd sort of smile on her face. "Wow, so you two really must love one another."

Liz nodded and stood up, her back turned to Lucy as she wandered over to the dresser again.

"But your right for not telling many people your story. Not everyone here is settled with a couple just living together and not being married."

Then Elizabeth spun around and gave her a worried, feared look.

Lucy straightened up and gave her a big smile "Oh but don't worry, I understand your situation, I don't judge you. And I wont tell anyone."

Liz let out a large breath of air she hadn't noticed she was holding. Talking about his made her so uneasy and she just wanted the problem solved as soon as possible, not only that but she could wait to be Mrs. Elizabeth Turner.

"So when do you plan on having the wedding?"

"I don't know…" She trailed off

Lucy looked down at the floor in thought, then shot up.

"We could do it today."

Elizabeth's eyes widened and her brow furrowed. "Today?"

Lucy nodded furiously. "Yes, the church is just up the road and it only costs a shilling."

Liz stood motionless in thought at the proposal. "Well" she spoke quietly. "I suppose we could, of course it would be on Will's word that we'd do it. But I don't see why not if we've come all this way."

Lucy's never fading smile grew even larger as she quickly grabbed Elizabeth's hand and took her downstairs.

Will and Nate were sitting in the old, dirty chairs in the parlor as the talked.

"Elizabeth seems to be a great girl. How long have you been together?"

Will's eyes wondered. He hadn't been specific and asked 'how long have you been married', instead he asked 'how long have you been together' so Will of course, didn't elaborate.

"Well I had known her since I was around 10 but didn't really fall in love with her until I was 16. Then about five months ago I proposed and... her we are" he grinned.

"So you just got married then?"

Will frowned, and leaned closer to the man.

"Liz and I aren't really married. Her father didn't approve of her marrying a blacksmith, and we love each other dearly. We do plan on having it soon though.

Nathan's eyes lit up.

"You're a blacksmith? Do you have a job yet?"

"No"

"Do you want one? Because I'm a blacksmith, and I'm swamped with work. We could be partners." He said excitedly

"That would be great. Thank you" Will gave him a big smile and shook his hand.

"You can start tomorrow if you want. What do you specialize in?"

"Swords mostly."

"That's perfect, it's my weakness."

Then he pulled Will forward and spoke lower.

"Then maybe you can get married sooner with the money, I know women all want that fancy-to-do wedding."

Just then Lucy came down stairs with Elizabeth following.