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Adaline Smith waited to wed in just 10 minutes. She was not sure if she could really follow through. She loved Stephan Elliot; she had ever since she was in her early teen years. His dark long hair and his piercing blue eyes with his dark skin. Her mother Delilah entered the room and smiled at her young daughter in her lovely cream dress embroidered with lace and lined in a gold braid, she was a vision.

"Why Ada, you are stunning!" her mother crooned at her.

Ada smiled at her mother's approving glances from her spiraling red hair to her dress and finally to her face. Delilah saw her daughter's smile falter; she immediately came in front of her and wrapped her in her arms. "Oh my little Linnie, Her mother used her childhood mane, as she only did when she comforted her daughter. "You look as though you have aged mush more than your eighteen years. Ada found her mother honest, because when she looked in the mirror she too forgot her age.

Elaine, a maid in the mansion had knocked on the door, and only just came inside the portal a ways to say that it was time. Both women exited the room and to the wedding being held now downstairs. Before she could do anything, the wedding was over and she was in the carriage that led to her new husband's house in the town of Port Royal, there after a few weeks she would visit her childhood friend, Elizabeth Swan, but now Turner.

She looked at her husband who had been staring at her. She smiled nervously at first but then softened as his features split into a smile. "What is it Stephan?"

"Am I not allowed to watch my beautiful wife?" he said now moving beside her from his spot on the other side of the coach.

Her cheeks became warm from his words and she smiled and bit her lip. "Oh Stephan, I can't believe this, it's just so—"

"Amazing," he breathed as her touched her curls that hung about her neck.

She turned to look at him smiling, "Yes." The whole ride they looked into each other's eyes and just held one another and when they got into the house, He carried his wife bridal style to the master bedroom, and they did not come out for the rest of the day.

=+= Somewhere at sea =+=

He watched the sun set over the horizon after he took another long swallow from his grog. He missed her, the smell of her the feel of her, the taste… of her. Even though he met her, only once it will probably be the last time he'll ever see her anyways for they wouldn't see Tortuga for months now. He shrugged it off, just another whore, he'll find another, and he always does.

"Where to cap'n?" came Gibbs' voice from behind Jack.

"For now, set sail for the Horizon. I want to see where the sun wakes and sleeps," he said.

"Aye, cap'n. Wind in the sails you scobbs!" Gibbs shouted at the men. The Pearl started to move out of sight, but he still felt the emptiness in his soul, though he would tell no one, even Gibbs of the loneliness he felt in his heart. He took a long drag from the grog and tossed the thing into the sea, and as he watched it sink, he thought it was like his heart… not lost to a being, but lost to the sea.

=+= 8 years later =+=

She saw yet again the woman leave her front step after kissing her husband hungrily in front of her. She stood and waited for Stephan to turn to her, and when he did, all emotion was gone from his eyes. She hadn't seen anything in them since after two years they were wed that the doctor had told the young couple that she could not conceive. She could never give him the son that he needed to carry on the Elliot name. Therefore, he sought after other women because there was no need for his wife anymore than just an article to his house to clean, and work for the little worth that she was.

"Hello husband, I was told you needed to speak with me?" Ada said calmly.

Without a word, he walked into his study with Ada in tow. He stopped in the middle of the room and faced Ada who stopped too, just feet away. "Close the door." He ordered her. She did as she was told, after she did, and as soon as she turned around, he slammed her onto the opposite wall. His hands ripped the cloth of her worn work dress and through her on to the floor.

"Stephan, please! Please stop!" she pleaded as she always had, but it never did stop him, it only angered him more. Therefore, he slapped her hard across the face and continued his force on her.

"You won't give me a son, so I am bound to force one into you if I have to everyday of the week," his voice was deadly calm to her and it scared her how hurting her could be so usual to him. Yet he just continued his force upon her.

The screams that came from the room made every servant in the house shudder and cry with shame of allowing their wonderful mistress to bear such pain anytime their master saw fit, but the women feared for their lives as well, and the men to protect their women. Though sometimes after cleaning the blood from the floor some nights made them even want to take their own lives for the sake of this innocent woman. It almost ripped each one of their hearts out, of the sound.