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"Just once more." Will's polite smile never faded as he looked back at Elizabeth. He knew his answer didn't please her. Nor had his more recently distancing of himself from her. She wanted to be friends and though he wouldn't mind spending time with her, propriety demanded something different. Not only looking at the cultural aspect of an unmarried man and woman but also the financial class difference, which would guarantee that he'd never be able to marry her even if she was interested.

He stared at her for a moment before the governor's voice kicked in. Giving a nod back, he wished them a good day as well before leaving. 

Abigail made her way into the carriage, her hands moving up to her hair at her uncle's remark. It wasn't that bad, was it? She had done it first thing that morning but then again, that was before she went out onto the beach and enjoyed the wind her hair and face. Hanging back a moment, she quickly brushed the sand off her feet and ankles so she could put her shoes back on. Accepting help into the carriage she quickly fixed her hair best she could.

The carriage ride down the little mountain wasn't that long. They passed the walking Mr. Turner as they wound their way further down. Abigail watched him for a brief moment before her eyes shifted over to her cousin. She knew there was something there, had been for some time, and was a bit more than even her cousin realized. However, she also knew that life rarely went that way. Raised in London society, the concept of love was a romantic aspect that was played with but no one ever took seriously. One did not marry for love - ever. Love might come after the fact but it was never the deciding factor in an arrangement. At least not in the upper classes. 

In a way, she figured Elizabeth knew this. She was marrying the Commodore. Though, how much was it she was following tradition and how much was it she didn't realize how much she loved Will? 

It was a bit amusing and sad almost to see something her own cousin didn't fully accept or notice herself. Abigail wondered if there was anyone she actually loved but was too blind to see it. Not that it mattered.

The carriage arrived at its destination. The wedding was going to take place at the top of the fort battlements, looking out over the bay. A beautiful location.