Haythem Kenway's History
"Dear. Are you sailing for Havana again?" Caroline's sudden speaking interrupted Edward's thought process.
"Aye. I need to be there. It's business." Edward paused then replied while taking a sip of the ale.
"Once in a while? You go there every month. You should be staying here as you are now a husband and a father of one. Caroline needs you. I need you." Caroline walked towards the dining table while pleading Edward to stay.
"Nay. That won't do. I will come back in 3 days. Come here, Caroline." Edward hugged Caroline and gave her a kiss on her cheek. "I will be back, I swear."
After a few moments, Edward waved towards Caroline and sailed for Havana. His ship, Jackdaw, cruised smoothly on the journey. Edward and his crew sang, laughed and drank. Edward was rather happy for some reason.
Jackdaw was board and Edward sped to the public house in haste. He though: Please let me be on time. Only in a few minutes, he reached the public house. The music and the cheering surrounded this magical place- to Edward, it's a magical place. He scanned through the crowd and there he saw a red-haired woman which resembles his wife sitting in the corner with her stomach slightly bulging.
"Anne! Anne!" Edward squeezed through the crowd and cried for Anne.
"Edward? My love!" Anne turned around and reached out for Edward.
"You shan't be drinking! It's bad for the child."
"Ah yes. I swear I didn't... I mean maybe I drank a little... but for an Irish woman, liquor is life."
"Come now. Listen to me."
They exited the public house.
Ten months later, Haythem Kenway was born. He lied on the hands of Anne.