Including Katrina
Disclaimer: I don't own anything about this movie presented in this story. I only own the character Katrina, Judge Banks, Charles Davenport, and any creative additions put into the original story.
Chapter
4
A Ceremony with a Splash
"What does your father see in him, Elizabeth?" Katrina asked her friend when Norrington's ceremony came to an end.
"Oh, Katrina," Elizabeth replied through gritted teeth as she tried to take in air. "I don't know and may never know."
Katrina gave a small sigh of anger towards her friend's father, but then began to smile as she took notice of Elizabeth struggling in tugging at the back of her dress.
"So I see that your father has finally learned of the new fashion in London," Katrina snickered to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth glared back at her friend. "Oh hush! Like your father didn't force you into a corset for this ceremony as well!"
"Actually he didn't," Katrina continued to smile as she began playing with the single black pearl that hung about her neck.
Elizabeth looked at Katrina in disbelief. "I don't believe you. You and I both know just as well that the judge wouldn't have let his only daughter out and about without the proper lady attire and fashion."
"Well, Elizabeth," Katrina broadened her smile, "that may be the case when my father's home, but when he's out traveling, I do as I please."
Elizabeth's eyes widened. "That's not fair!" she whined.
Katrina began to giggle again, but this time Elizabeth gave in with her.
"So may I inquire to ask where the judge is?" Elizabeth asked a bit breathless as she continued to struggle.
Katrina's laughing eyes saddened at her friend's question.
"What?" Elizabeth asked in confusion. "It can't possibly be that bad!"
"You've no idea," Katrina sighed.
Elizabeth continued to look at Katrina in bewilderment.
"He set out for England days ago in search of a proper husband for me."
"No!" Elizabeth gasped.
"Oh, but he did. Apparently he and my uncle have been writing each other. It seems that my uncle may have found a 'perfect fit' in which my father wishes to thoroughly examine personally."
"How awful," Elizabeth exhaled. "Your father is usually much more understanding when it comes to you. He let you decide whether to accept Thomas' hand or not. What has possessed your father to take such an action and sudden interest in your affairs when it comes to marriage?"
Katrina bit her bottom lip as she closed her hand around the black pearl. She had held the secret from her friend for so long. Would now be the appropriate time to finally reveal all that has happened the past two years?
Before Katrina could make up her mind, the newly promoted Commodore Norrington approached them.
"Miss Banks," he greeted to Katrina, then looked to Elizabeth, "Miss Swann. Honored that you both could be here."
Katrina and Elizabeth merely replied by a slight bow of the head. Katrina found herself having to cover her mouth with her fan as she couldn't help to laugh at Norrington's nervous appearance.
"Is it possible… Miss Swann… that I may have a word with you?"
Katrina watched as Elizabeth appeared to have choked on what little air she was in-taking. Nonetheless, Elizabeth gave a quick nod of the head before following the commodore's lead to a more reserved spot on the fort.
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Meanwhile, aboard the Interceptor, Jack was continuing his conversation with the two guards, "...and then they made me their chief." As he finished saying this, the trio turned in time to see Elizabeth splash into the water from the fort on the edge of the cliff.
Realizing that someone needed to rescue the lady, Jack turned to one of the soldiers, "Will ye be saving her then?"
"I can't swim," the soldier replied.
The pirate glanced at the other soldier who simply shook his head "no."
"Pride of the King's Navy you are," Sparrow commented, then handed his coat, sword, pistol, and hat to the guards. "Do not lose these." And with that he dove effortlessly into the water.