Author's Note. I don't own anything other then the plot to the story.

Summary. DMC Au. On the day Elizabeth is to marry Edmond Martin. A ghost from the past returns to Port Royal. A past lover and a life that she would rather forget returns in the form of news that her former fiancé is alive.

Prologue

No it wasn't true. It couldn't be true not her strong and handsome Will. Elizabeth had told herself time and time again ever since her father had told her the dreadful news that the ship that her fiancé had been on his way back to Port Royal from Spain had sunk in the North Atlantic.

He had been delivering several swords to some Spanish noblemen and highly ranked Spanish Navel and Military officers. In the last two years Will's reputation as the best sword maker in the Caribbean had speared far and wide.

No longer working under his drunken former master. Will had expanded the business beyond the Caribbean making swords for noblemen, navel and military men from different places in Europe. It had been a year into their courtship that Will had asked her father for his permission to marry her.

They had been due to be married tomorrow but fate had other plans it seemed. Weatherby Swann was worried about his daughter. She had locked herself away in her room for three weeks now ever since he had told her the news of Will's death.

During the first few months of Will and Elizabeth's courtship Weatherby had doubted the young man's love for his daughter and being able to provide for Elizabeth if they ever got married.

But Will had held his head high and told him straight that he was willing to work long tiring hours if Weatherby would granted him permission to marry Elizabeth. He would do anything for her and would even die to protect her if need be.

Weatherby attitude towards the young blacksmith had changed from then on. The two of them got along very well after that. Even after a year of courtship many people among the upper-class in Port Royal still gossiped and had spread rumours that Will was only after Elizabeth for her money.

Weatherby smiled to himself when he remembers the ball he had thrown here at the manor in celebration of Christmas. Elizabeth and Will had been courting for eight months then.

It was still four days till Christmas. Weatherby dear departed wife's family her sister, brother in law, mother and father where sailing from England to see him and Elizabeth after almost nine years of not seeing each other.

Kathleen his dear departed wife would have been proud of who Elizabeth had become. Just like Kathleen, Elizabeth spoke her mind on subjects such as the man she loved. She had both his and Kathleen's stubbornness and pride and to top it all off both their tempers combined.

He knew that his wife would have liked Will if she were still alive to meet the man that their daughter was in love with.

It was the night of annuls Christmas Ball that the Weatherby threw to bring the community of Port Royal together. Food, Cloths and toys where given to poor of Port Royal. Out of all of the Governors of Port Royal Weatherby was the kindest and most giving of all of them.

Will had been to party that was thrown for the towns people of Port Royal all paid for by the Governor this time Will was going to be attending the one thrown at the Governor's manor.

The last eight months had been heaven on earth. Elizabeth smiled as she remembered the night of the annul Christmas Ball that her father threw for the wealthy and the towns people.

Her father had a heart of gold. An old friend from Elizabeth's childhood before she had come to Port Royal to live with her father and had found the love of her life. Emma Martin had been nothing but rude since she had arrived early that day.

Emma had come to Port Royal with Edmond. Edmond was kind and gently and was like most of the unmarried men in upper-class society they where obsessed with the rules of gentry, courtship and above all else Propriety. Stuff the bloody rules the where more like guidelines anyway.

Will was rough around the edges; he had a temper on him like most men did. He took pride in his work. He never stuck to the stupid rules that society had put in place. He drank after a hard days work or at the end of hard week in the smithy.

She had seen him lose his cool a few times. She remembered the first time she had ever heard him curse and swear and having lost his temper. It had been a month after they had begun courting.

He had been shoeing a horse for a nobleman here in Port Royal. The horse a Thoroughbred brought over from England as wedding present for the nobleman and his wife. The dammed animal wouldn't stand still while Will attempted to remove the old shoe.

"Stand still yu bloody animal" Will snapped as he grabbed the horse. Front right foreleg. That mare moved again as Will bent down and removed the nails from the shoe and then shoe.

The mare being cheeky turned her head and butted her head against his back. Will almost stumbling turned and glared at the mare.

"Maybe she wants some company" Elizabeth spoke up startling Will who dropped the hot shoe into the cooling bucket.

"Bloody hell Elizabeth don't sneak up on a man like that" Will said his voice laced with humour as he patted the mare's neck and went back to shoeing the mare.

He wasn't afraid of using his fists if need be. He wasn't a violent man but at times he had lost his temper with the Donkey in the smithy or when a horse he was shoeing wouldn't cooperating.

When he had arrived at ball he looked like he was a filthy mood from the look on his face when he had walked into the room.

Elizabeth excused herself from the conversation with Lady Williams and Mrs Kennedy. Two families that had arrived in Port Royal in the last months. Lady Williams husband Lord Samuel Williams was an old friend of her father.

Mrs Kennedy whose husband was replacing Admiral Jackson who was retiring from the Navy.

Will didn't looked pleased to be there. Something most have upset him in last eight hours since she had last seen him.

'Will what's the matter?' Elizabeth asked taking him to one side of the room away from prying eyes and flapping ears of gossipers of the upper class in Port Royal

"It's nothing love I just had a visit from an old friend that all" Will tried to get Elizabeth to drop the subject. Elizabeth knew Will well enough that if he didn't want to talk about then there was no use in pushing him to talk about it.

"Elizabeth I've been looking for you everywhere" Emma fake push voice was like a chill of cold wind. She was the last person Elizabeth wanted to see tonight.

"What do you want Emma" Elizabeth bit at her, Emma looked with distained at Will who standing next to Elizabeth. She looked at him like he was a piece of dirt that she had steeped in.

"Edmond was asking to speak with you" Emma said smirking at Will who ignored her. Will spotted the Governor talking to his father in law and Captain Quinn Adams who was married to Elizabeth's cousin Rachel.

Elizabeth didn't remember much between her walking away to speak with Edmond and him and Will involved in a fistfight in the middle of the dance floor.

Elizabeth wept into her pillow as she had for the last three weeks. She cried herself to sleep every night for the last three weeks having lost her soul mate.

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