"It's who?"
Will took a deep breath, sighed then spoke.
"Michael."
"What?" Michael said happily.
"What!" Jack said angrily "After all we've been through?"
"Ok hold on Jack. You threaten me, and Elizabeth. Call me a eunuch, and Elizabeth a strumpet."
"What?"
"Later. Put my life endanger, try to make me your leverage, try to get Elizabeth drunk and seduce her. Lie to me and lie to Elizabeth. Try to trade my blood for your freedom. Almost get me killed more than once. And almost get me banned from Port Royal. Yeah Jack Elizabeth and I are going to have you as the best man. When Michael has… He has… Um Elizabeth?"
"Almost leave us to get killed?"
"Yeah almost leave us. You we're going make you it."
"Good."
"You don't get the point."
"Anyway have you decided between the locations yet?" Clarésse asked.
"What places?"
"The church, and the fort."
"You can get married at the fort?"
"Yeah, remember where we first kissed, that's the place."
"We will we decide?"
"Oh yeah, the church isn't available the day you two are getting married." Clarésse butted in.
"Well that solves that." Will said.
They spent the rest of the night planning.
"So I'm picking up Marissa from the dock?"
"Yep."
"Who's Marissa?" Clarésse asked.
"A friend of ours coming to the wedding."
"Marissa Hughes?" she said looking at her book. "I never got her letter saying she was coming."
"Oh I've got it, here."
She looked at the letter, and got mad.
"How dare she."
"What?" Vannesa, Michael, and Jack asked.
"Here!"