Chapter 4

The bright morning sun started to peek through the thick clouds leftover from the previous night. The light illuminated the town of Port Royal. The town was currently awakening from its deep slumber and it was almost as if the buildings and such themselves were wearily opening their eyes and yawning, slowly preparing for the fresh new day. Townspeople stumbled out into the streets from their households and tried to find some way to occupy themselves.

Inside the Governor's mansion, the sun reflected off the stainless glass windows of the room belonging to Mr. and Mrs. Turner. Their bed was pushed up against the far wall, with their dresser and other bedroom apparel scattered about the spacious location. Inside the fireplace, the remnants of a blazing fire that had long been extinguished gave off a very faint stench of smoke. The sunlight came across the face of William Turner, causing him to squint and lazily rub his eyes. Turning around on his opposite side, he was met with the sight of his still sleeping wife, Elizabeth.

Will had to smile to himself. Even in slumber Elizabeth was the most gorgeous woman Will had ever laid eyes on. The couple had been married for two years now, and still, there was a certain flame between them that no amount of years of betrothal could put out. Even after two years of marriage, Will and Elizabeth were still as affectionate towards each other as the day they had first gotten together.

Will reached out and gently set aside a stray piece of hair that was hanging down in front of Elizabeth's right eye. He then stroked her cheek so softly that it was as if his hand was just a normal gush of air. Elizabeth yawned, Will's touch gently awakening her. When her eyes met Will's, they immediately lit up.

"Morning," she purred softly.

"Morning," Will answered back.

Elizabeth leaned her head in toward Will's and they shared the gentle, yet affectionate "Good Morning" kiss. "What time is it," she asked.

Will craned his neck slightly to glance at the clock mounted above the fireplace. "Eight-thirty."

"Do we have anything important to do today?"

Will contemplated the question for a short moment. "Not that I can think of. I believe we have the day off in terms of business and such."

"Excellent," Elizabeth smiled. "Because I don't really feel like getting up quite just yet."

"Then how do you propose we pass the time?"

"Oh, I can think of something."

She grinned before pulling him into another deep kiss. Will was unable to resist her as he gave into it. But a sudden thought came across his mind and he broke off the kiss.

"You remember what today is," he asked his wife.

Elizabeth didn't even need to think about it. "Of course. Our second anniversary."

"Yes, so I think we should save this for later tonight," he winked at her warmly.

"No objections," she said contentedly as she laid her body down against Will's bare chest.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Half an hour later, Will and Elizabeth made their way downstairs into the sun-filled mansion, dressed in decent-enough clothing. They walked hand in hand into the dining room, where butlers and maids were currently setting the table for breakfast. Elizabeth glanced around, searching for any sight of her father. Seeing none, she approached a butler.

"Excuse me," she began, "but have you seen my father this morning."

"I'm afraid he had to leave immediately this morning in order to attend to some urgent business matters."

"Thank you."

"Of course, madame. Now, breakfast will be ready presently."

Elizabeth nodded as she and Will sat down at the table. They both folded napkins and placed them in their laps before making small-talk.

"When do you think we'll be able to afford our own house," Elizabeth asked her husband.

"Very soon, I think," Will replied. "With the blacksmith shop making more money than usual these days, I think it's safe to assume that we should have our own house within a few months."

Elizabeth nodded. "Good. We'll need a proper house if we intend to have a baby soon."

Will smiled warmly. "Then we both agree that now's a good time to really start trying for one?"

"Absolutely," Elizabeth gave Will a seductive smile. "And we can start with our efforts tonight if you're up to it."

"I definitely am." Will kissed Elizabeth's hand.

Butlers and maids carrying trays of food made their way into the dining room just then and started to lay out plates in front of Will and Elizabeth. The couple expressed their thanks toward their servants, and they dug in. Job done for the moment, the servants exited the dining room to give their masters some privacy.

As they ate, topics of politics, business affairs, and for a short while, piracy came up. Just as they were finishing, Elizabeth prodded the issue of how they were going to spend their day.

"We could go by the blacksmith shed and visit up on your father. There, you and I could have more dueling lessons."

"Sounds good," Will agreed. "But seeing as today is our anniversary, I feel the need to buy you something special."

"Oh, no. You really don't have to do that. You're all I need."

"Same here, but I insist. Husbands are supposed to do generous things for their wives on days like these.'

"Well then I myself would feel obligated to do something nice for you. Any ideas?"

"I'll tell you when something comes to mind. But for now, let's get washed up and properly dressed."

Both Will and Elizabeth rose from their seats at the same moment and made their way towards the mansion's staircase. On the way, Will slipped an arm around Elizabeth's waist and pulled her closer to him.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

An hour later, a carriage slowly rolled through the streets of Port Royal and came to a stop in front of the blacksmith shed. The driver descended from his seat and pulled open the left carriage door. He held out a hand to help Elizabeth out and she took it. Will then followed her, slightly jumping out of the carriage rather than just stepping out. He then turned toward the driver.

"How long will you and your wife be, sir," the driver asked Will.

"Not very long. Just wait here until we come back out."

"Very good."

Will pushed the door to the shed open and entered. The blacksmith shed looked as it always had, with swords, hatchets, and other such weapons dangling from the ceiling and lining the walls. A fire raged inside the fireplace that was used to heat metal, making the temperature in the room just a little more humid than necessary. Mr. Brown, the former owner of the place, had long been retired and ownership now belonged to "Bootstrap" Bill Turner, Will's father. Although, he preferred to just be called Bill nowadays. Will still worked there in order to eventually make enough money to buy a house for him and Elizabeth, and he knew that goal would soon be accomplished. At the moment, Bill was currently hunched over a small table, hard at work on sharpening the blade of a cutlass. When he saw Will and Elizabeth, he smiled.

"Came for a small visit, I see," Bill greeted them.

"Well, we haven't done so in quite some time," Will replied.

"All the same, good to see you." He walked over and gave his son a fatherly hug before kissing his daughter-in-law on the cheek.

"So how's business lately," Elizabeth asked.

"Can't complain," Bill answered. "This has been the one time in quite a while that we've had this much commerce. So, how's married life these days?"

"It's just as special and perfect as the first day we were married," Elizabeth smiled.

"And we're enjoying every single moment of it to its fullest," Will finished.

"Glad to hear it," said Bill. "You two remind me more of me and your mother every day. What you two have is special indeed. And nothing can ever destroy your relationship."

"We're just soul mates," Will said before kissing Elizabeth softly but firmly.

Bill grinned when they broke apart. "Ah, true love. So, you two wish to practice dueling some more?"

"That's actually part of the reason we came."

"Very well, then."

Both Will and Elizabeth removed some of their heavier clothing in order to gain more agility and placed them safely on hooks nailed to the wall. They each then picked up their usual weapons of choice and entered the open area in the middle of the shed used for such occasions. The couple then raised their swords, touching the tips to each other while starting to walk in circles.

"Just remember everything I've taught you and you should be fine," Will told his wife.

"Oh, don't worry about me. Just keep your guard up and don't wear yourself out. You still have a certain job to do tonight," Elizabeth winked at him.

"That I do," Will smirked back..

Immediately, they engaged each other. Elizabeth wasted no time in employing different tactics Will had taught her over the years into the practice. Will managed to keep up with her agile moves, years of experience paying off. They both made their way around the room, ducking under low hanging weapons and leaping onto small platforms that rose up from the ground. All the while, Bill watched in amusement, proud of the two young people before him who had become so experienced with a sword over the past few years. Experience was certainly the word of choice if you happened to be watching the sight. Both Will and Elizabeth had mastered almost every trick in the book over the years and brought every one of them into play.

Finally, after countless minutes of practice, each decided that they had had enough for now, and abruptly stopped in order to catch their breath. Will looked at Elizabeth.

"You really do get better every day we do this," he commended her.

Elizabeth simply shrugged. "I'm a fast learner, to say the least."

Will smiled at her as they both made to put away their weapons. For the next hour or so after that, the three family members lively chatted away at different topics of discussion. Once they were finished, Will and Elizabeth said good-bye to Bill and left, both eager to make the best of their second anniversary.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

That night, well after dinner, Will and Elizabeth bid Governor Swann goodnight and headed upstairs to their room. Once they were inside, both immediately busied themselves with lighting many different candles scattered around the room. After that, Elizabeth pulled the curtains of their window shut and turned to give her husband a seductive look.

"Happy Anniversary," she purred.

"You too," Will whispered back.

They wasted no time in kissing each other deeply, falling on top of their bed at the same time. Elizabeth started to unbutton Will's shirt as Will occupied himself with untying the strings of Elizabeth's dress, all the while their deep, passionate kisses still holding. Once every shed of clothing had been removed from their bodies, they slid under the covers. Their bare bodies fit perfectly against each other and both began to trail kisses along every inch of each other's body, each reveling in their soul mate's presence. Will and Elizabeth made love that night, and did so with a fiery, sexual passion that showed itself every time they had sex. And that passion would most certainly never be extinguished.