A/N: Hello! Well I just could not wait to post this new sequal. So here it is, I hope you all enjoy this first chapter of "The End of the Beginning"
Summary: Brenna Lila Norrington, the last piece of James and Isabella's love for eachother, just wants to be free from the elite society. But along her adventure, a certain Duke sweeps her off her feet. Who could this Duke be?
Chapter 1: Beginnings
"Brenna!" Duchess Norrington's melodic voice filled the quiet halls of Norrington manor. As Isabella glided down the halls, her lavender gown swishing gently, as she looked for her young seventeen year old daughter who always seems to disappear from the world.
Isabella had aged beautifully, but not too much for she was sure to take care of herself and remain free from wrinkles. Her soft skin still glowing in the sunlight. She was still her radient self, like she had always been. Along all this she also grew very protective of her children. Especially with her little Brenna, well not so little for she was only the blooming age of seventeen. But to Isabella she would always be her cherished baby Brenna.
"Has she disappeared again?" James stepped out into the hall as heard Isabella. James aged well too. He had not one single wrinkle, his face still chisled and handsome. His emeralds brighter than ever before, as his love for Isabella grew stronger every day. He loved her more than life itself, as well as his children.
"Yes, and we have to be at Wyndemere palace within the hour tp visit Lady Crawling and her grandson, Charles". Isabella grew frustrated. The stress of being the most important Duchess on the island has gotten her. It was always attending endless parties, gatherings, and operas for her and James. Although they enjoyed it, they also wanted to be left alone for a while and enjoy themselves. As well as the town depended on James to keep safe, like he always did.
"Hmmm...I think I know where our dear Brenna might be". James kissed Isabella before leaving and swiftly went off to find his little angel, as he would always call her.
James quietly entered his study, careful not to make noise. He then began to whistle a small tune and waited for a certain someone to whistle back. Brenna, being under his desk, reading one of her favorite books, Rousseu, heard her father's special calling and whistled back.
James smiled as he saw Brenna appear from under his desk. Her brown hair cascading down her back as she wore a simple light pink dress. She despised corsets and hated wearing her hair up in extravegant styles like her mother and sister loved to wear. She loved how her hair flowed freely in the cool sea breeze. Brenna preffered to be free of all the elite ways. She just wanted to be herself, that is also why she was more of a daddy's girl. James would let her be free of all that wretched elite ways.
"My little angel, it appears that you and your mother have to be going to Wyndemere palace today". James went closer to her and kissed the top her head.
"Father, must I go? You know how I hate gatherings like this". sighed Brenna as she hugged her father warmly.
"I am afraid so, you know how much this means to your mother. But we love mummy and we want to make her happy, because she is always taking care of us...right?"
"Yes, of course, but Lady Crawling is absolutely dull. She always repeats the same story on how she spent the day with the queen". replied Brenna
"My love she is of old age and just wants to entertain you". James laughed as Brenna pouted.
"I still find her dull".
"Fine, how about you and I make a deal". James tapped her nose, that resembled his.
"What is it?" Brenna emeralds brightened up.
"If you go to Wyndemere palace today, I promise you that you can spend the at the fort with tomorrow".
"Very well. Oh, and can I also explore the new ship?" asked Brenna
"Of course, but promise me you will be polite to Lady Crawling". James said sternly, but failed to hide his smile.
"I will, thank you father". Brenna kissed his cheeks.
"You are welcome my little angel. Now, lets go to your mother or she will go mad". James took hold of his daughters hand and led her to the parlor.
Isabella was quietly sipping tea with Robin. Robin had grown up to be just like her mother. She followed in Isabella's footsteps. Robin and Brenna were complete opposites, but nonetheless loved eachother, they just did not agree on certain matters. Robin enjoyed wearing beautiful silk gowns, wearing her hair in the latest fashions, and loved to attend social gatherings. Infact, she was known to always throw her annual garden parties at her mother's retreat Fluers de Belle. Robin was considered to be the next great lady, her mother's legacy.
"There you are, young lady you know we have to visit Lady Crawling today". said Isabella as she stood and glided towards Brenna and James. "You are not even presentable, come we must get you ready". Isabella took Brenna, leaving James and Robin to laugh.
"Oh, my little sister always looking for truouble". giggled Robin.
"Indeed, but that is what makes her unique". chukled James as he embraced his beloved Robin.
"Very true". replied Robin as she also kissed both his cheeks.
"Darling, have you seen Nickolas?" asked James curiously as to the where abouts of his son. The son that will follow in his footsteps and become a great Admiral just like his father. Nickolas resembled James in every way possible.
"Mmmm...he told me to tell you he will be waiting for you at the fort. He left early this morning". replied Robin as she took a bite out of her small vanilla cake.
"Well then, I must be off. I love you, tell your mother and sister as well. I will see you all later tonight for dinner". James stood and kissed the top of Robin's head.
"Have a good day father". said Robin as she watched him leave. She smiled to herself and decided to go and help her mother get Brenna into a corset.
A/N: Well there you have it, hope you all liked it. Thanks to MadameDeficit1793 for her help. Please R&R! Thamks-Michelle