Chapter Two:
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What a woman though he thought. She would eventually leave him trapped, unconscious and robbed what's more, there after getting the answers she wanted from him. He probably shouldn't have felt as delighted in the thought of revenge as he did. But as his crew freed him from the irons trapping him and how she had fit those in that tight little bodice she was wearing he would only day dream about for days, he never knew.
The little minx had stolen his rum too, he noted somewhat sourly pacing the deck of The Jolly Roger, recalling the nimble fingers for a moment before ruthlessly thrusting the memory aside for later. The small pendant she had worn at her neck was all he really had from her and he couldn't even admit to stealing it from her more that the delicate chain had snapped in their tussle and he had found it shortly after he had woken.
It was fine craftsmanship though of no metalsmith work that he could claim knowledge of. The pendant itself was a swan. The chain however was unserviceable and the material a weak and flimsy metal, however he did keep the pendant securing it in addition to his other pendants upon his necklace. Where it would stay around his own neck for safe keeping.
He had named her Swan in his mind for lack of her own given to him. It seemed to fit oddly enough. She was headed to the giants keep however, at least so that he could determine, she wanted a magic bean. Why and what for he had no idea, but she wanted one and the only ones that Killian had known of at the top of his head were the giant's. Granted with time he probably could have gotten one of his own from someone else.
Not that Swan had cared for that, he had apparently lost her, her contact for that, after spending months tracking the little worm down too. Preparing to set sail however is derailed, by the wench from the night before begging for transport from her miserable life. Which was denied, he didn't have the time nor patience to deal with this now,
Swan was no doubt near a day ahead of him if he wanted to catch her to gain back the compass she had stolen and exact his vengeance he would need to leave now.
However despite his temper some of his crew tried to take pity on the miserable lass and comfort women were oft hard to find aboard any well sailing vessel for the simple access of easy ports. However a free lay was better than a paid one to a most minds no doubt.
'A girl who doesn't fight for what she wants deserves what she gets.' His mind flashes back to his encounter with Swan her hot breath breathing in his ear with the light scraping of her teeth along his earlobe even now the phantom of the memory had bumps rising along his skin.
They were delayed again when the wench's husband arrived. Decidedly ill tempered now, he had his crew return the bedded wench with biting words for both wife and husband, before having them tossed from his ship.
His journey would take him to the far reaches of the enchanted forest. To watch Swan befriend a giant trading His compass for a bean. He had never seen a woman like her before. To get the best of him, to fight and play dirty, it was maddening, bewildering that such a woman could exist and he wasn't about to let her get away.
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P.B. again, yes you guessed it short chapters, on the bright side it means sooner updates, on the down side it also means shorter chapters. So read, review and feel free to point out the mistakes I make, which should be plentiful without a beta.
