Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the characters from the movie. I don't profit from this story, etc. I'm only putting this here once, savvy?
Tea with the Captain
By Citrus Tea
Chapter One: The whimsical Miss Trinki
A warm light breeze blew through the masts of a large, mahogany boat. Its sails were full, leading the boat at a steady pace towards its destination. The colors of England snapped in the wind above the shining deck where crew members scurried about getting the boat ready for the sailors on night shift. A young woman stood alone at the bow, the wind rustled through her fancy skirts and playfully blew wisps of light brown hair across her face.
Bonnie Trinki was a young woman of twenty one years. She came from wealth and was heading towards more wealth in the Caribbean settlement of Port Royal. It was arranged for her to be married to a powerful, military man known as Commodore James Norrington. She had never met the man, but her parents had arranged the engagement telling her such wonderful things about him. Bonnie had her doubts and she wasn't exactly pleased, but she knew that it was her duty as a lady to marry so she didn't protest. Besides, it wasn't as though she had any suitors back home.
Bonnie was nice enough to look at with her dainty figure, sweet round face, and alluring hazel eyes. Her strait hair reached to her waist when she let it down, although she usually wore it up with fancy clips and combs. Despite all this she had never been one to attract a man's attention and keep it. Her bewildered parents didn't understand why Bonnie, a nice enough catch with money to spare, never had any young men to escort her to social affairs, or woo her by moonlight. Wasn't it only normal for a girl her age to have a string of beaus eager to be in her company?
By the time Bonnie was twenty she still didn't have a steady suitor, or any suitor for that matter, and arrangements were made for her to be married and she was shipped off to Port Royal with her dutiful handmaiden, Susan.
And so it was that the young Miss Trinki came to be standing at the bow of the dignified, little ship known by the name the Wind's Maiden. She was gazing at the horizon where all that was left of the day's bright sun was a little glow where the sky met the sea. The moon was out and as the light of day faded away stars blinked into existence in the cloudless sky.
Bonnie wasn't aware of the supper bell being rung, nor was she aware that she was the only passenger left on deck with the exception of a few crew members doing odd tasks here and there. She was in her own world dreaming up exciting adventures, and romantic heroes.
The whimsical lady had a vivid imagination, and often got lost in her own fancies. This was perhaps why she never had any suitors. She hardly took notice of any man who approached her, and when she did take notice it was only absently. Her life as a proper, obedient daughter didn't quench her thirst for excitement, mystery, and romance. She loved to imagine herself on some grand adventure, getting into dangerous situations only to be rescued by some handsome prince in the end. In her mind she had been to the safaries of Africa, the jungles of Argentina, and the streets of romance in France, when in truth this voyage on the Wind's Maiden was the first time she had ever left her home town in England.
"Miss Trinki," a voice and a soft tap on Bonnie's shoulder brought her back to reality with a start.
"Oh, hello Susan," Bonnie said as she turned around to find her plump handmaiden standing there with a lantern, "I didn't realize it was so late! I must have lost track of the time." She smiled a little foolishly.
"Don't you worry, Miss. I'll take care to see that you get your supper. Now off to your room," Susan shooed Bonnie away and hurried off. Bonnie reached her cabin without a hitch, and she went inside and started to change. Susan came back a few minutes later with a silver tray adorned with a light meal.
"'Tis all I could get, Miss," she said setting the tray on the desk. She walked over to Bonnie to help her out of her corset.
"It's alright. I wouldn't feel up to a big meal right now anyhow." Bonnie gratefully slipped off the corset and replaced it with her nightgown. "I'm rather glad we will be arriving at Port Royal tomorrow evening. I thought this was going to be quite an adventure, sailing on the open sea, the wind in my hair, the fear of pirates attacking at any moment! But really, after the first few days it got terribly dull. Just the rhythmic lull of the waves, and open sea stretching out as far as the eye can see. From stories I've heard I was expecting this trip to be a mite more thrilling than it was."
"I think we should be thankful no pirates took a fancy to looting our ship," said practical Susan as she bustled about packing up Bonnie's belongings for the following day.
"Oh, I wouldn't have wanted to encounter pirates, I suppose…" replied Bonnie with a little sigh as she envisioned a foreboding ship on the on the horizon hoisting the Jolly Roger. Susan gave her a look.
"Sometimes I wonder if that girl is in her right head," she muttered as she slipped the last of Bonnie's dresses into a trunk. She had also packed a small bag with some of the lady's belongings for the first few days while she was getting settled into her new home.
"Eat up and get some rest Miss Trinki," Susan advised her, "tomorrow is going to be a long day." With that Susan slipped out of the room leaving Bonnie to her business.
Bonnie finished off her small supper and slipped into bed. Still dreaming of adventure she drifted into a calm, restful sleep not knowing what the night still had in store for her.
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And so it begins…
Yeah, anyways, what a terribly dull and short first chapter, I bet I just reeled you in with that one! I had to introduce my character, first off, and in the next chapter things will start to happen. I hope my OC was tolerable, I know that sometimes they aren't. It's not that well written, but I was bit by the inspiration bug, not the talent one, so what can you expect? I do appreciate reviews though, like anyone else, so tell me exactly what you think.
~Citrus Tea
