My heart swells to say this, but this is the last chapter of Black Flag! I will write another one; perhaps some short adventures of Mai and Edward, but for now, in this story, it kind of skips a lot of time. I need to get on with what happens next, so, I give to you, the ending of Black Flag.
Four years later-
Mai laid in bed, ill. She and Edward had bought a house together in the West Indies, so they would have something other than the Jackdaw. Whenever she saw Edward, lately, the started imagining a smaller child. She couldn't eat, for almost everything that she devoured came right back up, but yet, she felt so hungry. Her cold hand rested on her stomach. She had made arrangements to sail back to Thailand immediately. She still had the home in which she grew up.
"Mai, you ready to go?" called Edward wearily. Part of him wondered why she ever wanted to leave, especially when she was so sick. They were so happy together.
"Yes", she said, getting up.
Two years later... West Indies-
Edward had moved on, but the spot where Mai had once filled seemed to never be replaced. He always thought about her. Tessa, his wife, had been one of his wenches before. She resembled much of Mai, with her dark hair and pale skin, but there was something always different about Mai. Somethings he could never forget.
It was a cold night, and the clouds were dark. Tessa laid in bed, naked, Edward next to her. Edward looked at her face.
"I love you", she mumbled, pulled him close. Edward fell silent. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Edward put on his trousers and went to the door. As he opened it, the cold air brushed in. There was a cloaked figure standing in front of him. As the figure raised it's head, it revealed eyes that Edward never really seemed to forget.
"Mai?"
She put her finger to her lips, as she handed him something. It was small bundle of blankets, and in it, something squirmed inside. As Edward opened it to see what it was, he saw a little blonde child.
"She's yours. I have failed to do what any woman is born to do; keep her child safe. Please, Edward..." She looked behind him, and eyed Tessa, as if referring to her. She didn't seem surprised. Edward felt a sting of guilt.
"Mai, please, let me help you", he said. He grasped her hand. As he let go, he saw spots of blood on his.
"There is nothing left to do", she whimpered. She was in pain. "You have your own family now, and Constance is part of it", she said, looking at the child. She took one last glance at the child, as Tessa's voice reappeared from the back.
"Edward? Are you okay?" she called. In a flash, Mai was gone. The child in the blankets sneezed. Not knowing what to do, Edward closed the door. The child squirmed even more. Edward finally released the baby from it's blanket. It was a girl, with Edward's blonde hair, and Mai's green eyes. She smiled at him, and cooed.
Tessa gasped, with only the blanket wrapped around her. She took the child, and held her.
"What's her name".
Edward smiled. "Constance. Her name is Constance Kenway".