Stronger Than Glass
Sequel to Cold as Glass
End of the Glass Trilogy
A Captain's Adventure
The Prologue
"I still don't understand why we had to stop here." Gibbs grunted, as he leaned against the railing of a transport ship from the Caribbean, which one of Tia Dalma's friend's owned and brought fresh shrimp to France.
But Gibbs glared out at the port city of Marseilles, France.
Poor Gibbs, despite sailing all over the world with the Royal Navy and a Junker, he loved the Caribbean the best.
"Because," I sauntered towards him, swaying my hips, loving the feeling of being in a dress again, after being in trousers for so long. "We need a ship to get to World's End, and Capitaine Chevalle has a ship."
"But why Capitaine Chevalle?" Marty countered, looking sour. "He's so…so…"
"French!" Ragetti and Pintel both finished, with accusing tones.
I then sent the four of them glares, and hissed," Then I am nothing but a harlot, because if you have all forgotten I am French?"
"No!" Pintel began to panic," No, Captain Beaux!"
Ragetti then stammered behind him," W-We are not trying to attack your heritage, C-Captain Beaux. We are just commenting upon o-our distrust in Captaine Chevalle's method of b-business."
I rolled my eyes, before our conversation was interrupted.
"Are you ready, Beaux?"
I spun around, letting my skirt puff out slightly, making me smile in reminiscence of my past with my mother and the dresses I was able to get off of trade ships.
But this one, by far, was the finest of them all. With its bright, pale orange, silk, white lace, and big hoop skirt.
Sirius had gone out, as soon as we docked, went to the market, where many peasants lived that had sacked the palace at Versailles, during the revolution. Sirius was told the dress belonged to a noble woman. And by all appearances it did look a dress that belonged to a noble woman in Marie Antoinette's court.
"Yes," I nodded to my father, while I scuttled over to his side, while Sirius, Will, and Elizabeth came up from below deck.
My father then cleared his throat, in distaste to my husband's appearance.
Despite the fact he gave me permission to marry Sirius upon his death, he still held hostility to him for being Jack Sparrow's son.
"Are you sure you will be able to persuade Capitaine Chevalle?" Elizabeth cooed, as she walked over to me, and adjusted my mountain of curls upon the top of my head. "After all Gentleman Jocard, Ammand the Corsair, and Villanueva of Spain have already rejected us."
"If I am not able to," Hector snorted," Beaux will be able to. After all French blood runs through her veins, as does his."
I saw Sirius send me a nervous stare, not liking the possibilities that my father was meaning.
But I sent him a reassuring smile, while my palms pressed against my skirt, smoothing it out.
"I pray that you shall have a successful meeting," Will managed to speak, despite the fact he was obviously still fuming over the argument Elizabeth and him had about weather or not Elizabeth should come with me.
I nodded in thanks, before my father spoke out to his and mine gathered crews. "Beaux and I shall take this as our leave. Please do try not to enjoy yourself while we are gone."
With that Monkey Jack jumped down onto my father's shoulder, before my father began walking away and down towards the loading dock.
I sighed and murmured to the crews," He is just as anxious, as you are, to start our journey. After all we all know how long it has been, since we have seen our beloved Caribbean."
They each nodded, but Sirius walked up to my side gently kissed my painted cheek. "Please do be careful. I would not to hear of any foul things when you return."
I nodded in understanding of his worry and fear. But he would not be welcomed, for almost all of the Pirate Lords both hated and feared Jack Sparrow. Since he is Jack's son, they fear he may turn out to be like his father. Fearless.
I carefully kissed his cheek, making sure not to rub off any of my coloring for my lips. "I'll be fine. Don't worry so much."
He sent me a cold stare for a second, obviously not believing me.
I gently took his chin in my hand, and cooed, once again," You are in charge while I am gone. Keep an eye on everyone."
Sirius obediently nodded, making me smile. But without warning, took me into an embrace, and held me close.
"Sirius!" I lightly warned him, placing my hands upon his shoulders, despite I wanted to hug him back. But I had to get going, my appearance may tilt the balance in my father's favor, showing he had chosen a French woman to be the mother of his child. Who understood some French.
"Weather you come back here with good news or bad news," Sirius whispered in my ear carefully," it will not hinder me. But…"he lowered his voice even further and teasingly let his lips brush against my sensitive ears," I expect you to be out of that dress and back in trousers, because it is some much more easier to have my way with you."
I lightly blushed, but I gently pushed myself out of his arms, before chastising," Behave, Pirate Lord. After all we can't have you teaching the other's bad manners."
With that I turned and sauntered over to my father, who had paused in his departure and was watching me from the dock.
Yet, as I picked up the front of my skirt, and traveled down the loading ramp, I sent one last glance at my husband and crew.
They had crowded around each other, and each wore encouraging smiles, as if trying with all their might believe that someone would help us get back Jack.
But reality was…no one would.
