Chapter 7: Port Royal
Jack climbed aboard to Pearl only to be drenched once again. However, he didn't care alas. All he cared about was the women who had been
half naked and her feisty attitude that drew his attention. "Jack," Mr. Gibbs said as he stood near the railing. "I take it you saw a beautiful
lady by the looks on your face." "Aye," Jack replied smiling all the more. "Who tickled your fancy this time Jack?" "A half naked women
named Jessica," Jack replied, tossing his beads to the right and then yanking on them in. "And she reminds me of someone I know and.."
"Elizabeth," Gibbs replied. "Jack, every women reminds me of her." "I would have had her if she would not have been with Bootstrap's Son. But, I
know I'll get this one and..." "And get slapped," Gibbs finished, which caused Jack to pull out his flint lock and point it at Gibbs. "Jack, there's no
need for that." "At, but I no one slaps Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?" 'Ah, let's change the subject, where are we headed tonight?"
"I need to go to Tia Delma's because we want to learn more about King Neptune's Red Jewel. They say it's a treasure by itself and I would like to
add it to my collection.
Three days later, Jessica stepped off the ship and into Port Royal where she was greeted by a carriage and two footmen.
"Miss, are you Jessica Partridge?" one of them asked the young women dressed in pink with a pink bonnet worn with little
pink rosebuds. "Yes sir, I am." "Wait here miss." With that, the two men opened the carriage side door and out walked
the most handsome older man with a kind face that Jessica had ever seen. What took her away, however, was the grey
wig that complimented his blue trench coat. Jessica smiled at the man, knowing he was going to be kind. He obviously was
going to be her uncle as he looked like a govenor. "Good morning, you must be the young neice that John Partridge wrote
me about," he smiled, gently kissing her hand. Jessica nodded and smiled and him. "I am your uncle Weatherby Swann
and I have a daughter your age and she's waiting at home with her fiancee, William Turner. They have tea awaiting
at home for you dear. And it's understood that you have a fiancee' of your own Jessica, I understand he's a banker
building a branch here. Would he love to come too?" Weatherby asked his young niece. "Unfortunately, Mr. Berkley won't
be joining us this morning as he has left the harbour early this morning to settle some business propositions," Jessica
replied, while pretending to be disappointed. "Well, shall we be off my dear?" He asked, smiled kindly. "Yes, I'd like that,"
Jessica replied, as she had not seen such a kind man and with power. 'He reminds me of mother,' Jessica thought as she
got into the carriage and smiled gently. In that instant, Jessica realized that this was the first time that any man had
taken a shine to her.
Jessica stepped out of the carriage and onto the property of the Governors Mansion, where there were many maids, footman
and two people her age. One was a women who looked to be her age, which Jessica guessed was her cousin, and the
other was a handsome young man with long brown hair, standing beside her cousine. It was at that moment that sweat
poured down Jessica's dress. It had become humid and Jessica hated wearing a dress in such conditions. She also stood
nervously from all the rejection from other girls of such society. However, when the Governor introduced them, Jessica
was surprised at Elizabeth's kindess. "I'm honored to meet you," Elizabeth exhaled. "It will be like having my own sister.
How I've always wanted one too." "So, you're an only child as well," Jessica asked in her best manners. "Yes, however,
my mother miscarried on my younger sibling 8 years ago before she died and I was sent here," Elizabeth whispered
gently, not knowing that she wanted Weatherby to hear them. "However, we will talk about such matters later tonight at
dinner on the private balcony in your room." "I have a balcony?" Jessica asked, while she was meeting smiling.
Jack paced around Tia Delma's nervously, wanting to find out more about the red jewel of King Neptune that he wanted
to snatch. "Jack, you stop pacing like that and I will never tell you the secret on collecting your treasure. "But, I was just
getting some exercise and trying to wear off the sea legs and not get sea sick on return, eh?" "Jack, stop lying," Tia hissed
as she looked into a bowl and water and poured white powders into it and closed her eyes. "You must not disturb the
spirits." 'Who believes this stuff anyway,' Mr. Gibbs thought, believing that it was all made up.
"Aha, " Tia squealed as she looked into the water. "It is very clear now. In order to get the jewel, you must go to Port
Royal and find the women who is the governor's niece, as she is the one who can breathe under water and take the jewel."
"I'm listening," Jack replied as his ears perked up. "However, if you fetch the jewel yourself, then you will be killed and
drowned by Neptune. And if this women is down under the sea too long, then Neptune will turn her into a mermaid and
marry her. You must be wise and protect her as you both search for the jewel together." As that moment, Jack backed
away from the table, in finding that this story was more creepy than Davy Jones' kraken or the Aztec gold that turned him
into a skeleton and fought Barbossa.
In Jessica's young life, three wonderful had gone by as Elizabeth had turned out to be quite different than she had
expected. As a result, the two became fast friends and often were together like two sisters who had grown up together.
As friends, the two often went out in the governor's carriage and mingled in high society but often drew attention of other
young women their age, for their babbling laugther and silly behavior. Meanwhile, Jessica was slowly learning lessons to
become a lady, but had enjoyed every minute of it as her teacher was nothing like the stuffy women in London and Paris
that she had grown to despise. 'How my father will be pleased,' she thought as she smiled. In addition, Jessica had grown
to love the palm trees, the dark skinned citizens, the sea, and the gentle breeze that blew into her window every
evening as she kept her window open, while dropping off to sleep. In a way, Jessica could say that she was forgetting
England and it's cold mists, but had not forgotten Felicity or her fiancee' that was beginning to warm up to her slowly as her
manners were changing. In a way, however, Jessica had forgotten about that pirate that she'd met on board that ship
a week ago. 'What was I doing?' she thought as she walked through the courtyard alone one Sunday afternoon.
'He's a pirate and my father wants the best for his daughter, and I want a relationship with him.' Marrying and falling in
love with some man like that was out of the question and she was beginning to find John to be quite handsome and
even learned to drink tea and dine with him, while Will and Elizabeth ate with them. 'I guess this is my life,' thought. 'I was
born into this society and I need a man to support me.'
