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A/N: Thanks for Reviewing!
Throws cookies to Keyblade Mistress1 and Happygal0101. I learned after I had written the previous chapters that Port Royal is Port Royale.so that's what it is from now on.let there be.Fiction! :backs away into the darkness: P.S: don't laugh.I got most of the last names from a wine list at a local restaurant. ;)

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"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He asked, taking the place directly to Catherine's left.

"Yes, it is. I've always loved the sea." She said, turning to face him. "I am Catherine Markham, I am going to live in Port Royale with my Uncle and Cousin."

"Robert Meridian. I'll be an Apprentice in Port Royal. In a couple of months, I will be old enough to have my own shop there." He replied.

"Pleased to meet you." They said at once, Robert making a small bow, while Catherine curtsied.

Catherine smiled and turned back to the sea, resting her hands on the railing.

"Really? An apprenticeship in Port Royale, from London? What are you to be a master of, Mister Meridian?"

"I will be a blacksmith." He replied. "Do you think we will see any pirates on this crossing, Miss Markham?"

"Perhaps, Pirates,.they seem so free." Catherine said wistfully, gazing out at sea.

"Not when they're captured and hanged." Robert added. Catherine shot him a look and continued with her thought.

"I've always wondered what it would be like to not have any rules of proper behavior, not to have to sit inside, sewing all day, or gossiping with women I hardly know." Catherine glanced at Robert. He is quite handsome, she thought, those bright blue eyes, and black hair that curls just a bit.

"Miss Markham, it appears that you are quite alone on this voyage, would you permit me to escort you to Port Royale?" Robert asked, smiling.

"Yes, I would like that very much, Mister Meridian. You are very kind."

As the sun sank past the horizon like a ship on it's last legs, the dinner bell rang, interrupting the conversation of the young pair on deck. It seems this voyage will be interesting. Catherine thought, as Robert held the door to the dining quarters for her.

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*Next Chapter: A fellow Passenger vies for Catherine's favor, the return of an infamous pirate and the eternal question.is he always drunk? *

A/N: the next chapter will be really long.really.really long. :looks at poor fingers that have to type it up: ehehe :falls off computer chair: