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[enduring-heart.livejournal.com]

I will always wait for him.

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[a-bit-shrewish.livejournal.com]

That is a lovely sentiment. Who is 'him'?

[enduring-heart.livejournal.com]

My husband, Will Turner.

[a-bit-shrewish.livejournal.com]

Has he gone somewhere?

[enduring-heart.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, he has had no choice. It will be ten years before he can set foot on land again...

[a-bit-shrewish.livejournal.com]

I apologize.*pauses and considers* Did he stab the heart of Davy Jones? I thought that bit was just legend.

[enduring-heart.livejournal.com]

That would be my Will. *nods* It was true and no legend...

[a-bit-shrewish.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry. I'm not even particularly fond of my betrothed but if such a thing occurred to him...Is it very hard for you, Miss?

[enduring-heart.livejournal.com]

I am trying to keep a brave face -- for both me and my men -- but I do miss him dreadfully.

You are betrothed to someone you are not fond of?

[a-bit-shrewish.livejournal.com]

You and your men? I can imagine. Your husband...And only once every ten years. That's quite the devotion.

I swore I would marry for love, but ultimately my father is the one able to make my match. I'm bound by honor to obey him.

[enduring-heart.livejournal.com]

I love him more than my own life.

*nods in understanding*

My father tried to arrange a match for me, as well, but after the man I loved risked everything to rescue me after I was kidnapped, he knew that I would never marry anyone else.

[a-bit-shrewish.livejournal.com]

Such a depth is possible?

See, but you had another man to take you from the arrangement. It's just me, and it's just him. No barriers. I imagine we'll be wed by the end of the summer.