"A Lady for Norrington"
by, Kelly M.
Disclaimer: "Pirates of The Caribbean" does not belong to me, nor do any characters, with the exceptions of any original characters. No profit is made off of this.
Constance sighed as the ship lurched violently to the left. She had already had seasickness once that day, and was not looking forward to the unpleasantness of a next bout. A smile spread on her lips, when she saw Port Royal in the near distance, and was thrilled at finally seeing her friend Elizabeth again! It had been so long since she had seen her, and she was especially happy for her, after hearing of her wedding to her quite and shy childhood friend, Will Turner.
When the ship had finally docked, Constance ran down the gangplank, her chaperone following hurriedly.
"Constance! Slow down! A lady doesn't run, it's too improper!"
Constance sighed, and stopped, "Yes, Miss Connors."
She stood impatiently, waiting for Miss Connors to catch up. "I'm just so excited to see Elizabeth again, it's been years!"
Miss Connors chided Constance as they walked towards the gated Governor's mansion.
Elizabeth gazed out the window towards the mansion's courtyard. A lot had changed. Norrington had taken Jones' heart, and returned to Port Royal, attempting to re-establish his honor and Naval career, but Elizabeth was uncertain as too whether or not, the heart had left Norrington's sight. Shortly after Norrington's return, Lord Beckett had skipped town. Her father had re-commissioned him, and he now held the Commodore title once more. Nevertheless, something seemed different about him.. He seemed quieter, more reserved.. And that bothered her.
Her chambermaid entered the room, "Miss Swann, a Miss Thomas is in the parlor."
She smiled widely, and flew past the chambermaid, down the stairs, and into the parlor. "Constance!"
Constance jumped up from the chair, and she and Elizabeth embraced. "It's so lovely to see you! It's been so long!"
"Too long!" Elizabeth exclaimed, "let's sit, and you can tell me all about life in Paris."
Hours later, the two women had discussed everything from the people of France, to the buildings, the shops, and the scenery.. When suddenly the topic changed.
"Elizabeth.." Constance paused, uncertain if she should bring such a topic up to her friend, who was looking forward to a beautiful moment in her life. Constance sighed, "There is something that has been weighing on my mind.."
Elizabeth swallowed, fearing what she would announce next. "I'm fully listening Constance."
"My father and mother sent Miss Connors, my chaperone, here with me for another reason." Constance looked down, at her neatly folded hands in her lap. "They wish for Miss Connors to find me a suitable husband."
