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Aug. 1st, 2006 11:49 pmYo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me
"What are you hummin’, Miss? If you don't mind me askin’."
Startled, Elizabeth turns from the window, privately mourning the last few minutes of sunset. Her lips part as she hesitates, briefly, before replying, "a song I heard once, nothing more."
"It sounded familiar," hazards the smiling young maid.
Elizabeth lifts her head, watching the girl closely. "I imagine it did," she says with a faint hint of humor. "Is everything ready for tomorrow?"
The maid nods, gathering linens. "It is, Miss. It's your wedding day."
"I'm not likely to forget," Elizabeth laughs, crossing to where her dress hangs from the wardrobe; it had been too heavy and fine for the screen. Lifting the satin hem, she imagines Will's reaction for the tenth time today and smiles, not bothering to say goodnight when she hears the bedchamber door open and shut.
We're devils and black sheep, we're really bad eggs. Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
"What are you hummin’, Miss? If you don't mind me askin’."
Startled, Elizabeth turns from the window, privately mourning the last few minutes of sunset. Her lips part as she hesitates, briefly, before replying, "a song I heard once, nothing more."
"It sounded familiar," hazards the smiling young maid.
Elizabeth lifts her head, watching the girl closely. "I imagine it did," she says with a faint hint of humor. "Is everything ready for tomorrow?"
The maid nods, gathering linens. "It is, Miss. It's your wedding day."
"I'm not likely to forget," Elizabeth laughs, crossing to where her dress hangs from the wardrobe; it had been too heavy and fine for the screen. Lifting the satin hem, she imagines Will's reaction for the tenth time today and smiles, not bothering to say goodnight when she hears the bedchamber door open and shut.
We're devils and black sheep, we're really bad eggs. Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
