Coucou mes amis! Qu'est que-ce passe? This is the first chapter of the real adventure of what happens to Commodore Norrington and his wife Baroness Brenna McEllister. Everything has led up to this...so please...enjoy.
I sat a window seat in the library, the only place I could find peace. It was five in the morning and I was still awake when James left for work…three hours early. I pulled my legs up to my chest and rested my head on them, feeling the soft fabric of my nightgown on my cheek. I watched as James stepped into his carriage and gently closed the door, taking a brief moment to look up at the window I sat by and nodded just before the carriage rolled away. I would not let myself cry. It was not allowed any more. Tears were for children, no…not even for children. They were for babies…babies I would never have.
The entire day I did nothing, said nothing or ate anything. I wouldn't move from my spot to get dressed or bathe. I didn't even glance at the food on a table close by the window seat, waiting for me. I felt the looming day of Lord Beckett drawing near, felt that horrible feeling of sickness and repulsive crawling of my skin as I thought of him. I felt empty and gutted, even hallow inside.
But most of all I felt like today my world would come crashing down. I felt as if after today, our marriage would never settle, never be happy again. I felt as if things were going to get worse, and this issue, this love-hate relationship would deepen into a very dark and desolate pit. I was happy only two days ago, but now, my world would never be the same.
Why couldn't I just have a happy marriage, in a happy home with screaming children at my feet and the love of my life at my side? My mother's marriage seemed more enjoyable than mine.
It had grown dark as I moved off of the window seat, watching the twinkling lights of the fort slowly come on. James would not come home tonight.
A cracking blow thundered through the air, making the whole island light up. I rushed towards a window that I could see better from and saw flames rising from the fort. I could have sworn I heard James's voice yell out an order as a ship with black sails came into view. Pirates…
I was just about to run to safety when a large cannon ball hurled through the window I had just stood at, the blow knocking me to the ground unconscious.