As I promised, the next chapter is up! Enjoy!-Tsuki no Waltz

Bella woke up with a start, the dream still fresh in her mind. It seemed that she was having this dream lately, ever since the day of the anniversary of her crossing from England. The day she met Edward… And the coin.

It seemed so silly to her now to think that Edward was a pirate. She had felt bad for hiding it, remembering how Edward had fussed over it when he found it missing.

"My father gave it to me, just before he headed of to port, it's all I have left of him." the sad boy told her day after day.

Bella felt a warm blush creep up her cheeks. Even though she believed his story, she hadn't returned it to him because of . She had seen the hatred in his eyes whenever he told her about pirates, and knew that he would execute Edward if he found the coin in his possession. And there was the ship to worry about, the ghost ship no one else had seen.

The lady got up and opened one of the bedside table drawers to reveal a false bottom, and inside the coin. A thick layer of dust clung to the wood, showing that it had not been opened in years. In the middle of the dust was a small object attached to a chain. She rubbed the coin with her thumb to get rid of the dust. The smiling skull looked eerie in the candlelight, causing the girl to shiver. For some reason she decided to put the necklace on, and at that moment her father choose to see her.

"Isabella? Are you decent?" the Governor called.

Bella rushed to the bed and grabbed her robe. Her words came out franticly as she tucked the necklace into her bosom.

"Yes!"

Her father strolled into the room, accompanied by her to maids, Jessica and Angela, holding a large box. Jessica went to open the curtains as Angela beckoned Bella behind the screen.

"Beautiful day, isn't it?" Her father tried to strike up a conversation. Bella simply nodded in agreement. When that didn't work, her father cleared his throat and tried again.

"I have a gift for you." He motioned to the box Jessica was holding. Bella walked up to it and pulled off the top to reveal a beautiful silk gown made of a deep blue with a large silver bow at the hips.

"It's beautiful," she muttered as she pulled the dress out to further examine it, seeing how the sparkles in the fabric threw around the light.

"May I acquire to the occasion?" She asked. Her father never bought her things at random unless there was some new bachelor come to town to impress.

"Does a father need an occasion to dote upon his daughter?" The governor asked as Bella was yet again ushered behind the screen. She undressed as Jessica brought her under gowns.

Charlie cleared his throat.

"Well, I was hoping you would wear it to the ceremony."

"What ceremony?"

"Captain Newton's promotion ceremony."

"I knew it."

"He fancies you, you know."

Bella's gasp for air was misinterpreted as shock.

"Bella, are you alright."

"It's difficult to breath."

"I'm told it's the latest fashion in London."

"Well, women in London, must've learned not to breath." The girl choked out.

Their conversation was interrupted by a knocking on the door.

"Sir? You have a visitor."

Edward was alone when he had broken the candlestick. It's not like he meant to, it just snapped. He laughed at himself as he hid the broken metal in an umbrella holder. He didn't know his own strength from working in the forge. He hoped Governor Swan didn't take notice to the missing candle when he came.

Just then Edward heard the clop of someone's shoes coming down the stairs and placed his package on the grand piano next to him.

"Ah! Edward, so nice to see you." The Governor called down to him.

"A pleasure sir. I have your order."

"Let me see it."

Edward pulled out a long elegant rapier from the case he had been carrying with him.

"The blade's folded steel, and that's gold inlaid in the handle." The Governor looked over the sword, impressed.

"Impressive, now-"

"Edward!" The Governor war interrupted by the shout of a young woman from upstairs.

Edward looked up and gasped.

There was Bella, looking more beautiful than he had ever seen her. Soft chocolate brown curls hugged her heart-shaped face. A dark blue gown covered her small but feminine form perfectly. She looked like an angel he had originally thought her to be, ten years ago.

"Ms. Swan."

Bella ran down the rest of the steps and came to a stop in front of him.

"I had a dream about you last night."

Shock crossed Edward and the Governors face.

"A dream about me?"

"Isabella, that's quite inappropriate."

"About the day we met, remember?"

"How could I forget, Ms. Swan?"

She smirked. "And how many times must I ask you to call me Bella?"

"At least once more, Ms. Swan."

"See Isabella," the Governor said, interrupting the couples' playful banter. "At least the boy has a scene of propriety."

Bella frowned at this, then curtsied to Edward before leaving the room.

Softer than she could possibly hear Edward muttered,

"Good-bye, Bella."