Chapter 6: A Few weeks later
The clouds above Port Royal were dark and gloomy. No trace of sunshine whatsoever, it was very rare at this time of season. Fort Charles was very busy, preparing for the arrival of Duke Beckett, his ship was about to dock at any moment. People were gathered around to see who might this Duke be, how does he look like, if he resembled his father. What kind of a man was he? This was all a msytery to the people of Port Royal who are excitedly awaiting the arrival of the powerful man.
Within moments, the HMS Century docked. The plank was dropped, endless trunks being brought down along with a long line of butlers,servants,and assistants. The people in the crowds scanning to see a glimpse of Duke Beckett. Soon enough, a lean young man of average height elgantly strolled down the plank with a cane in hand. His brown rich luscious curls that reached his shoulder shined even though the sun was not shining, it came with its own shine. His eyes as dark and grey as the coulds above him. Every young woman in the crowd practically swooned at the sight of him as his silk black attire commanded attention. His face handsomely chisled, his cheekbones high and prominant. Duke Jude Beckett was the god of all gods, putting Zues at the bottom.
But what surprised people the most was his look of boredome upon his face.
As Jude reached the bottom he snapped his fingers for his most trusted assistant, Mr.Harris.
"Yes my lord?" asked Mr.Harris. He was always by his duke's side, his right hand one might say.
"Why is everyone staring, haven't they seen a duke before?" said Jude in a very annoyed tone. He hated the gawking, people act so idiotic when doing that.
"Not one such as yourself, sir". replied Mr. Harris grining.
"I suppose so". sighed Jude. "Let make our to Fort Charles".
Jude followed his assistant to the carriage that awaited on the side, Mr.Harris quickly opened the door for him and he settled himself in.
James was calmly going over a few maps, making outlines and what not. Nickolas was studying a few reports on the conditions of the ships. They had no idea that Duke Beckett was going to arrive, they had been so busy with work and keeping the island in order that the arrival of the powerful Duke was forgotten. They were both stirred from their focus when a sudden knock pounded the door.
"Come in". said James not looking up from his map.
"Admiral Norrington, he has arrived". announced Leutinant Greyson
"Who?" James furrowed his brows, while Nickolas looked up from the leather parchment he had been studying so intently.
"Duke Jude Beckett". replied Leutinant Greyson, a bit annoyed with the arrival.
"Very well, come along Nickolas". James stood and gathered his coat. Nickolas put the parchment down and did the same.
Jude looked around his new office, with a distasteful look on his handsome face. Everything was dusty and old. Clearly the office was not used or visited in years, but what caught Jude's attention was the large world map on the wall. He knew who his father was, it didn't seem to catch his attention that much. Jude knew how much power his father and mother had, they were in good terms with King George. But he would use such power to his advantage.
"Mr. Harris!" Jude snapped his fingers.
"Yes sir?"
"I do not want to deal with buisness matters at the moment, instead have someone clean this mess up." said Jude as he tossed an old book aside. "Oh,and fetch me some brandy".
"Of couse sir". Mr.Harris bowed and left the room with all haste, not watching where he was going he bumped into James. "My apologies sir, I did not see you".
James looked down at the short man with a stern look. "Don't let that happen again". Mr.Harris bowed quickly and left the office.
"Good morning, you must be the famous Admiral James Norrington". greeted Jude as he stood to shake James's hand.
James shook his hand, it was cold as stone. "Yes and this is my son, Nickolas Norrington". Nickolas stepped forward and eyed Jude up and down, Christian was right he did seem very arrogant, but yet fascinating.
"Pleasure to meet you". Jude nodded towards Nickolas.
"As is mine". replied Nickolas
"My apologies for not having your office ready, there has been a lot of work to be done. I will have someone leave this place spotless". said James.
"No need Admiral, I already ordered my assistant Mr.Harris to do that". smirked Jude. James only nodded, he could really care less about this Duke. Nickolas, on the other hand was fascinated about hearing about all the places Jude has been to. He wanted to hear more.
"We must be off to attend to other matters, my men are at your disposal". said James
"Thank you". replied Jude. He watched as James and Nickolas left the office, no doubt that Nickolas resembled his father in every way. Jude was eager to learn more about the core family of Port Royal that everyone in court kept talking about at every gathering. Especially about James and Isabella's children. Jude sat back in his chair and twisted his "B" ring that once belonged to his father, smirking to himeself. He will make sure to have an impact on the elite group of the island...he will make it a season that no one will forget.