Here is the next chapter. I hope u review.
Elizabeth was standing in a crowd of wealthy women and men, fanning herself and trying to concentrate on not fainting. Her head was spinning, her corset was too tight, and her dress was extremely uncomfortable. It was so hot outside and the ceremony was just plain boring! She saw swords, men dressed in white wigs and red coats. And then she saw Norrington. She wouldn't… couldn't say he was handsome. Ick, and how old was he? But he was a fine man and a 'smart match' or whatever they called it.
But for some reason Elizabeth was also thinking of Will at this time. She wouldn't admit it but she rather fancied him. But he was a blacksmith and she didn't know how that would fit in with propriety, society, and her father. But Will was kind and handsome and not afraid to talk to her about regular things that had nothing to do with gowns and hair styles and fancy slippers. And Elizabeth was sure she would some day get him to stop calling her Miss Swann by she could get past that. Will actually cared. But her father would never allow the marriage and she wasn't sure how Will felt about her so it would be best if she just forgot about him. After the commodore proposed she wouldn't have time to worry about Will. She'd be taking care of children and running the house.
Elizabeth didn't notice exactly when the ceremony ended, her corset was much too tight and her breathing was getting ragged. She barely realized it when Commodore Norrington was right beside her, "May I have a moment?" Elizabeth nodded and she and Norrington walked up to the platform near the walls of the fort. Then Commodore Norrington started talking.
"You look lovely Elizabeth," he said nervously. She turned to him and smiled weakly, still fanning herself and gasping for breath. "I apologize if I seem forward but I must speak my mind," Norrington continued, "This promotion throws into sharp relief that which I have not yet achieved; a marriage to a fine woman. You have become a fine woman Elizabeth." Norrington turned to Elizabeth to see she wasn't facing him. "I can't breath," she gasped. Nodding his head, Norrington turned from Elizabeth and said, "Yes, I am a bit nervous myself." Elizabeth didn't hear what he said for she felt herself slipping out of consciousness. She felt her self falling but had fainted by the time she hit the water below.