Eight years later, the now 20 year old Elizabeth wakes from the dream. She looks around for a moment before getting out of bed and crossing through a drawer. She searches through it for a few moments until she finds what she is looking for - the medallion. She puts it on and studies her reflection in a mirror. There is a knock at the door.

Governor Swann:
Elizabeth?

She hurries to put on her dressing gown, clattering into things as she goes.

Governor Swann:
Are you all right? Are you decent?

Elizabeth:
(Tucking the medallion into her night dress) Yes. Yes.

Governor Swann enters, followed by a couple of servants, one of whom goes to open the curtains.

Governor Swann:
Oh, you’re still in bed at this hour! It’s a beautiful day. I have a gift for you.

He opens a box one of the servants is carrying to reveal a dress. Elizabeth lifts it out.

Elizabeth:
Oh, it’s beautiful!

Governor Swann:
Isn’t it?

Elizabeth:
May I enquire as to the occasion?

Governor Swann:
Does a father need an occasion to dote upon his daughter? (To one of the maids as Elizabeth goes behind a screen to change) Go on......Actually I...I had hoped you might wear it for the ceremony today.

Elizabeth:
The ceremony?

Governor Swann:
Captain Norrington’s promotion ceremony.

Elizabeth:
I knew it!

Governor Swann:
Commodore Norrington as he about to become. A fine gentleman don’t you think? He fancies you, you know.

Elizabeth gasps in pain as the corset is tightened by the maids.

Governor Swann:
Elizabeth? How’s it coming?

Elizabeth:
It’s difficult to say.

Governor Swann:
I’m told it’s the latest fashion in London.

Elizabeth:
Well, women in London must’ve learned not to breathe!

A butler enters.

Butler:
Milord, you have a visitor.

Cut To:

Downstairs, Will Turner waits in the hall with a package under his arm. Looking around he stops a candle holder on the wall. He reaches out to touch it and it breaks off in his hand. Hurriedly he hides it just before the Governor comes down the stairs to greet him.

Governor Swann:
Ah, Mr Turner. Good to see you again.

Will:
Good day, sir. I have your order.

He opens the box to reveal a fine sword. He hands it to the Governor who begins to inspect it.

Will:
The blade is folded steel. That’s gold laid into the handle. If I may....(He holds his hands out and the Governor hands him the sword. He balances it on his finger) Perfectly balanced. The tang is nearly the full width of the blade.

He expertly flicks it around in his hand, causing the Governor to jump back slightly until Will holds it out for him to take.

Governor Swann:
Impressive. Very impressive. Commodore Norrington’s going to be very pleased with this. (He gives it back to Will to place in the box) Do pass my compliments on to your master.

Will:
(Slightly taken aback. Obviously he made the sword) I shall. A craftsman is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated.

They both look up at the sound of footsteps to see Elizabeth coming down the stairs.

Governor Swann:
Oh, Elizabeth. You look absolutely stunning.

Elizabeth:
Will! So good to see you! I had a dream about you last night.

Will:
About me?

Governor Swann:
Elizabeth, is that entirely proper for you to-

Elizabeth:
About the day we met, do you remember?

Will:
How could I forget, Miss Swann?

Elizabeth:
Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth?

Will:
At least once more, Miss Swann, as always.

Governor Swann:
There, you see? At least the boy has a sense of propriety. Now, we really must be going.

Elizabeth:
(Coldly) Good day, Mr Turner.

Governor Swann:
Come along!

Will watches as they leave.

Will:
Good day.......Elizabeth.