Elizabeth ran across the deck, her mother at her heels. Her father's curse had been lifted, and he could stay on land; permentetly! Elizabeth ran onto the land. Mrs. Turner grabbed Elizabeth's arm.
"Dear, why are you running?" Elizabeth beamed.
"Mother, father is coming home!" Elizabeth I smiled. William had insisted if they had a daughter, they name her Elizabeth, after her. Elizabeth II was full of life and energy, and had her parent's love for the sea. She flicked her dirty blonde hair out of her face as she ran toward another patch of beach. She hurled herself into her father's arms, making him stumble back. Will looked up and saw his wife following slower than their 14 year old daughter. He released his child and embraced Elizabeth I. He kissed her passoinatly, and wanted to stay there forever. When he finally pulled away, William Turner knew he was home.
