When the carriage arrived back at the Turner manor Will made his way up the
stairs to Sarah's bedroom. He knocked softly on her door but got no reply.
"Sarah it's your father - can I talk to you please?" He asked, silence was
the reply. "Sarah, may I please come in to speak with you?" Still silence,
frowning, Will reached out towards the door handle.
"Sarah asked to be left alone," Lucille told Will from behind, giving him a bit of a fright. "She is okay?" Will asked as he dropped his hand. "She said she was fine but didn't want to be disturbed," Lucille told him. "Though I don't know what could be wrong - perhaps she's upset at Mr Sparrow having to depart so soon after arriving," Lucille suggested before excusing herself and leaving to continue her work.
Will sighed and lent against the wall. "Sarah, I don't know if you're going to listen to me or not," He said to the door. "Jack's gone now, he left a little over an hour ago. He told me that you wanted to go with him. I'm glad he told you no, I know you probably think that was unfair of Jack to not allow you to go, but he was only thinking of your safety," He explained. "The sea can be a dangerous place Sarah.
"If you're not careful you could get swept off into some life-threatening adventures. I'm glad you are staying here in Port Royal, where you will be safe and where you'll have people looking out for your safety," He paused and listened for a moment but Sarah did not say anything. Will sighed again and glanced at the door handle for a moment. "Dinner will be ready in a couple of hours, if you feel like it," He told the door before turning and heading slowly back down the stairs.
But Sarah couldn't hear her father's talk, as she wasn't in her room, she wasn't even in Port Royal anymore. As she sat in her hiding place aboard a particular ship she hoped that Lucille had told her parents that she didn't wish to be disturbed. That would give her, hopefully, until sometime the next day before they discovered the truth. She didn't want them to worry and had left a note folded neatly on top of her bureau. She also hoped that her father wouldn't panic and send a ship after the Black Pearl.
Her hiding place wasn't the most comfortable and her stomach hurt a little from hunger. She'd only managed to nick a few apples from the kitchen. The gentle swaying beneath her had taken some getting used to and she thought only having a few apples was a good thing - as her stomach felt a bit queasy. Whether that was due to the butterflies or the seasickness she wasn't sure.
Changing positions she tried to get some rest. She couldn't sleep at first though, as she started to wonder what Jack would do when he found out what she'd done. But as time went on, the sun disappeared and the moon took its place. The gentle rocking of the Black Pearl seemed to help as she felt her eyelids grow heavier and heavier and before long she had drifted off to sleep.
"Sarah asked to be left alone," Lucille told Will from behind, giving him a bit of a fright. "She is okay?" Will asked as he dropped his hand. "She said she was fine but didn't want to be disturbed," Lucille told him. "Though I don't know what could be wrong - perhaps she's upset at Mr Sparrow having to depart so soon after arriving," Lucille suggested before excusing herself and leaving to continue her work.
Will sighed and lent against the wall. "Sarah, I don't know if you're going to listen to me or not," He said to the door. "Jack's gone now, he left a little over an hour ago. He told me that you wanted to go with him. I'm glad he told you no, I know you probably think that was unfair of Jack to not allow you to go, but he was only thinking of your safety," He explained. "The sea can be a dangerous place Sarah.
"If you're not careful you could get swept off into some life-threatening adventures. I'm glad you are staying here in Port Royal, where you will be safe and where you'll have people looking out for your safety," He paused and listened for a moment but Sarah did not say anything. Will sighed again and glanced at the door handle for a moment. "Dinner will be ready in a couple of hours, if you feel like it," He told the door before turning and heading slowly back down the stairs.
But Sarah couldn't hear her father's talk, as she wasn't in her room, she wasn't even in Port Royal anymore. As she sat in her hiding place aboard a particular ship she hoped that Lucille had told her parents that she didn't wish to be disturbed. That would give her, hopefully, until sometime the next day before they discovered the truth. She didn't want them to worry and had left a note folded neatly on top of her bureau. She also hoped that her father wouldn't panic and send a ship after the Black Pearl.
Her hiding place wasn't the most comfortable and her stomach hurt a little from hunger. She'd only managed to nick a few apples from the kitchen. The gentle swaying beneath her had taken some getting used to and she thought only having a few apples was a good thing - as her stomach felt a bit queasy. Whether that was due to the butterflies or the seasickness she wasn't sure.
Changing positions she tried to get some rest. She couldn't sleep at first though, as she started to wonder what Jack would do when he found out what she'd done. But as time went on, the sun disappeared and the moon took its place. The gentle rocking of the Black Pearl seemed to help as she felt her eyelids grow heavier and heavier and before long she had drifted off to sleep.