The Bride longs for adventure
The future Elizabeth Turner sat in front of her mirror, twirling a perfectly curled ringlet between her fingers. She never really had time on her own nowadays. But now, she was alone at last. She, Will and her father had just finished an early lunch, and now both her father and Will had gone out. So she could just sit back, and enjoy the time alone.
But the funny thing was, she didn't want to. She just didn't enjoy sitting looking pretty all the time any more- she didn't mind it before, but now, after the whole pirate escapade with Jack, it was difficult to get back into the governor's-pretty-young-daughter role. Even planning the wedding was getting slightly old now- I mean, its one thing to be excited about the wedding, but was it necessary for everyone to be planning EVERY tiny little detail- from the underskirt of the dress to the top tier of the cake? Elizabeth didn't think so.
All she wanted was some adventure. Was that too much to ask? Surely not. Obviously the wedding would be the best day of her life, because she would be marrying Will, the love of her life. But she wanted something more than a big white wedding. She wanted adventure. She wanted to sail the high seas again, she wanted to see new places, meet new people, she didn't want to be stuck here in this dead-end life living in close proximity to her father and that idiot Norrington. Maybe if Jack came back…maybe that would change things? She didn't know. But she knew one thing- she needed more. More excitement, more fun, more adventure, more…
"Elizabeth?" Elizabeth jumped, surprised to hear Will's voice from downstairs. Why is he back? she wondered.
"Elizabeth? You'll never guess who's here"
Oh Lord above, thought Elizabeth. Christ, just don't let it be another damn caterer.