"It seems like you should talk to her," Elizabeth said to Will somewhat awkwardly.

"You talk to her," Madeleine told Elizabeth. "You've got more in common with her than you think," she added.

"All right, Maddie," Elizabeth said. Then she paused, "Oh, wait, you don't like to be called that, right?"

"Really? I think it's a really nice name," Will said, looking at Madeleine before she had a chance to respond. She grinned helplessly.

"No…no I agree, I love it," She gushed. Will walked across the ship to lean on the railing of the other side. Maddie followed him.

"Will..." Elizabeth said sadly. Will just stared ahead and wouldn't look at her. With his elbows resting on the rail, he looked out to the horizon and sighed. Elizabeth looked at Will nervously and then looked at Maddie suspiciously before going below deck. Maddie melted, loving him.

"My life has changed in more ways than imaginable in the past two days," Will said with a small laugh.

"And you've no idea of what's yet to come," Maddie said. Her voice was soft, but her heart was pounding. The only thing that was going through her mind was that she was less than three feet away from Will, and was having an actual conversation with him.

"What do you mean?" Will asked her. "You mean, you can know what's going to happen before it happens, like Beth?"

"Something like that," Maddie said. She realized that Beth couldn't have told him too much since he sounded really confused.

"Will you tell me my future?" Will asked her.

"I don't think I can…" she said slowly. "Some of it, I know you'll love, but some of it…it would break my heart to tell you…" His face fell.

"Like what? Is there anything I can do to change it?" he asked her curiously. She almost wanted to cry from the look on his face.

"But it's not you…" Maddie shook her head sadly. "It's not you…you're perfect…you do exactly what anyone would do…"

"I'm not perfect," Will muttered. "If I was perfect, Miss Swann would have loved me the day she had set eyes on me." Suddenly he remembered that Maddie was standing next to him, now smiling.

"You weren't supposed to hear that last bit," He told her.

"Ah, but I did," Maddie grinned.

"Why must we be separated by class? That's the only thing. I would never want her to think I was too bold."

"She doesn't!" Maddie exclaimed. "She actually doesn't think you're bold enough…"

"Really?" Will asked.

"You're like a puppy!" Maddie said in an aw-ish kind of voice. "Yes, she's totally in love with you! It's not that she thinks you're too bold, it's because she thinks her father wouldn't approve."

"But I'm a blacksmith…" he said. "I spend hours covered in dirt and sweat, pounding away at pointless pieces of metal for men of the king's navy. And I've got rough hands…" He added.

"It's because you work so hard that she loves you! And you're really sweet…and humble…and the dirt and sweat just mean that you put a lot of effort into what you do! And it totally helps that you're absolutely beautiful," Maddie told him in a rush.

"But I'd just…" He said wistfully. "I'd do anything for her. Anything. I love her so much…"

"Well…" Maddie said. "The next year or so is probably going to be the best of your life…and after that…well…we don't know for sure yet, but we're almost positive that you won't get the short end of the stick your whole life. At least Beth and I are," she smiled. "Just wait for fate to play things out."

"Thanks, Maddie," He said. He took her hands in his and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Then he started towards the stairs to the deck below.

"And Will?" Maddie called after him.

"Yeah?"

"Don't worry about your hands…" she said. He smiled. She sank to the floor and gave a little happy squeal.