Will walked into the shop and saw the drunken old man passed out on the bench, "Mr. Brown… wake up! I need to get to work!"
"Aye… I'll be going to bed now…" Mr. Brown got up and stumbled across the room and out the door with Will behind him.
After Mr. Brown walked out the front door, Will locked the door and looked around the room and sighed, "Well… time for me to get to work…" And with that, Will grabbed a crooked sword and put it in the fire. He sat down, and thought, "Maybe I should take a nap to make the time go by faster."
An hour later, Will woke up sweating from the heat of the fire. He wiped the sweat off of his forehead and looked over at the red glowing sword, "Damn! I slept a little too long!" Will took the sword out of the fire with one hand, grabbed a hammer with the other, laid the sword on an anvil, then started beating it straight.
When he was polishing the nice new sharp sword, he realized that he should make one that has Elizabeth's name engraved in it for Elizabeth. After all, she was a really good sword fighter! So Will put the half-way polished sword into the fire once again, and looked over at the door.
"That's odd!" he thought, "I could of sworn that I locked the door after Mr. Brown left." He walked over to the door and locked it once more. He turned around and Elizabeth was standing right in front of him, "Elizabeth! Don't scare me like that!"
Elizabeth laughed, "Sorry!"
"What are you doing here? You're father said that you would be busy all week preparing for the wedding."
"I am! I have to at least have some time left over for you in between all of the dress fittings, wedding invitations, the decorations, and even write the vows! But actually, I should be heading over to the fitting right now…"
"Oh… Than I guess that you should be on your way!"
"Please can I stay just a little longer? I hate being poked with a needles a thousand or more times in one minute; but at least it's almost done!"
"The wedding is less than six days away!"
"Please?"
Will kissed Elizabeth on the forehead and said, "Sorry, I also have things to do."
Elizabeth sighed, stepped a few feet away from Will, and stare him in the eye, "Ok then. I guess I'll be on my way." With that, Elizabeth walked to the front door, unlocked it then opened both of the doors and left. Will chuckled at Elizabeth's attitude walked up to the doors to tell Elizabeth to come back, but she was gone. Thinking that she ran to the dress fitting, Will shut and locked the doors then he started to work on the sword.
Three hours go by and Will finally finishes the sword for Elizabeth; but then he realized that her father might not allow her to own it. After all, it was improper for a woman to do sword fighting. So Will decided that he could give it to Elizabeth after the wedding.