Armando Salazar watched as Jack Sparrow fled into the jungle. The man who had brought this curse upon him was within his grasp and he couldn't reach him. Not yet anyway.
"Capitan, wha-"
"We've come this far. We are not leaving until I've killed The Sparrow." Salazar said.
"Is this all for us, Capitan?" Salazar's first mate asked.
"Of course it is! What sort of question is that?"
"She'd be seventy, sir. There is no guarantee that she is alive or that she has not remarried." The first mate continued.
"She is alive and she promised that she would always wait for me. Once The Sparrow is dead, we will find a way to break this curse and we'll return home. My wife is waiting. Suzette is waiting."
Spain-1700
Capitan Armando Salazar stood in front of King Phillipe V. Behind him were hundreds of people; Spanish and French alike, perhaps even some Germans. All of them the height of society,dressed to their finest; and it was all for him and his victories.
"Before you all, my loyal subjects, I bestow this Medal of Valor to Capitan Armando Salazar. May you wear this with pride, Capitan, in remembrance of your duties that you've performed in the name of king and country."
King Phillipe pinned the medal onto Salazar's brand-new uniform. Salazar bowed and turned to face the applauding crowd. His eyes suddenly stopped on a young woman, with blonde hair and wearing a pink ballgown. She smiled at him and curtsied, and all Salazar could muster, this man who could stare down the fiercest of pirates, was a shaky nod.
"Capitan, as you are the guest of honor, you may have first pick of partner for the first dance of the evening." King Phillipe announced.
Salazar almost immediately pointed to the woman he saw. There were gasps and murmurs as he approached her and led her to the floor.
"We've not been properly introduced. Capitan Armando Salazar. Now, whom do I have the honor of addressing?"
The woman curtsied. "Suzette Chanson."
"It seems we've drawn much attention, Senorita Chanson." Salazar whispered as they began to waltz.
"Rightfully so, monsieur. You see, I am King Phillipe's ward." Suzette whispered.