Here is chapter 3
After walking such a long way to get to the governor's manor William Turner was desperate to see Elizabeth. He hadn't seen her in person for almost a year by now and dreaming about her every night didn't help. Will had been waiting for sometime and he was bored now. He spun around to face the wall and reached up to touch a small sconce fixed on the wall. As his fingers closed around it, one of its small arms broke off in his hand. Looking for a place to hide it, Will hid the piece in an umbrella stand nearby. A servant walked by and Will nodded hello at him. He scratched the back of his ankle with the toe of his shoe and sighed. How long was Governor Swann going to be?
Will look from his bored stair and there was the governor. "Ah, Mr. Turner, good to see you again," the governor said smiling. "Good day sir, I have your order," Will said, setting down the case and opening it. Governor Swann took out the sword and unsheathed it staring at the blade. "Well," he said. It was clear to Will now that the man had no idea what he was looking at so Will took it into his hands to explain to what he was holding.
"The blade is folded steel. That's gold filigree laid into the handle. If I may?" Will asked. The governor handed him the sword and Will balanced it on his hand. "Perfectly balanced," Will said, admiring his own work, "the tang is nearly the full width of the blade." He flipped the sword surprising the governor and then handed the weapon to the startled man who placed it back in its sheath. "Impressive, very impressive. Commodore Norrington is going to be very pleased with this. Do pass my compliments onto you master, hmm?" "I shall," Will said, closing the sword case, "a craftsman is always pleased to hear is work is appreciated." The drunkard doesn't even make the swords! Will thought but didn't say anything.
"Ah, Elizabeth, you look absolutely stunning!" Governor Swann exclaimed. Will looked up at the mention of Elizabeth's name and his mouth fell open when he saw her. She like an angel but Will knew it was still same old Elizabeth… except for her waist. It was much thinner than her remembered.
Elizabeth smiled at her father and scanned the room with her brown eyed before they landed on Will. Immediately a smile lit up her face and she raced down the stairs to greet him. "Will, it's so good to see you!" she exclaimed, "I had a dream about you last night!" "About me?" Will asked surprised, motioning to himself with his hand in surprise. "Yes, well is that entirely proper for you to…" Governor Swann started but was interrupted by Elizabeth. "About the day we met, do you remember?" Elizabeth asked, leaning in closer to Will. "How could forget, Miss Swann?" Will smiled at Elizabeth. "Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth?" "At least once more Miss Swann, as always,"
It was answer Will always gave but he guessed that Elizabeth was hoping for him not to say it this time for her face fell. "There, see," said Governor Swann happily, "at least the boy has a sense of propriety. Now we really must be going. There you are," Governor Swann handed Elizabeth a parasol. "Good day, Mr. Turner," Elizabeth said coldly. "Come along," said Governor Swann in the back ground and he and Elizabeth left, getting into the carriage. Will was ushered out and as soon as the carriage was out of hearing range he whispered, "Good day… Elizabeth."