Chapter 4: Within the Week...
The two days that followed Louisa's entry into the governor's care were dull, somehow, compared to the rest of the time she'd been on land. She had nothing to do, except sit around and look pretty, and there was no one to see, except the mindless soldiers who continuously asked her to marry them. At last, she knew why her mother had wanted to get away from that sort of life.
It did have it's upsides, like not having to fumble around with the bed warmer so she wouldn't burn her feet, and not having to worry about doing her own hair, and getting into corset's by herself, but these few things didn't outweigh the boring side of life.
One night, when the rest of the servants and her grandfather had gone to bed, she pulled on a simple dress (which her grandfather thought too revealing - it was almost like a shift, but thicker), shook her hair out so it fell around her shoulders in a blonde haze, and borrowed one of her maid's outside shoes, left near the entrance to the staff quarters.
Sneaking out at night wasn't something [text missing] walked through the door, well aware that most of the men would think she was a hooker, and looked around to see if her father was still in Port Royal. Her mother hated the fact that her husband had taken a liking to rum, and the younger Will had followed suit.
When it became remarkably clear that the Endurance had set sail several days before, Louisa sighed a breath of relief - Will, both of them, hated her hanging around the taverns. She took a seat near the side of the bar where the more sober people were.
"What can I get ye?" asked the woman behind the bar, currently giving her the once over while she waited for Louisa to speak. "Ale, pint," she said with a smile, causing the woman to roll her eyes and walk away slowly. Louisa had no doubt her drink would come back something completely different, but still - she'd tried to be good!
"An' what, pray tell, brings ye t' the tavern full o' the roughest scallywags in the Caribbean?" asked a familiar voice from behind Louisa's ear. She whirled around to find Jamie looking at her with a grin on his face. "I can handle myself in these places," she said, holding back a laugh. Jamie shook his head in jest, "The news is, Lassie, that ye ain't a servant a'tall - that ye be the governor's granddaughter, daughter o' Bootstrap Bill the second, an' that ye lied t' me when we met."
Louisa didn't lose face - she'd been too well brought up to do that in front of a pirate. "Well, *sir*, at the time I didnae know who I was, but now I got me memory back where it belongs, I know enough t' keep me out o' trouble!" Jamie laughed. "Aye, well, that would explain why ye found the name of Jack Sparrow familiar - ye parents and mine sailed together for quite a while afore mine disappeared!"
Louisa looked around, to see if anyone was watching, before she turned back to Jamie. "Do ye think... do ye think Port Royal will fall under attack, now Jack and Bootstrap are back on board together?" she asked in an undertone. Jamie nodded, with a grin. "Aye, I do, that's why I ain't tryin' t' beg a way off this miserable hole - I'll wait fer me ol' dad t' come an' pick me up - and gie me my hat back!"
Louisa laughed, and took the drink she'd been handed, dropping a few coins on the table to pay. The woman looked up sharply. "Ye ain't left enuff t' pay fer ye drink, lassie; pay up." Louisa shook her head. "Ah, no, I don't think I be doin' that - ye see, I asked fer a *pint* an ye've only given me half, therefore I only gots t' pay for half, meanin' ye shoulda given me the *full* pint afore I paid ye for it, else ye shoulda took me money *afore* ye went t' fill the cup. Savvy?"
Louisa laughed, and she and Jamie walked away from the bar, leaving the woman to figure out what Louisa had said, and took a seat near the back. "Ye are quite a lady, an' I still havnae heard ye name," Jamie prompted. Louisa laughed, "Seein' as I know yours, Jamie-Boy, it's fittin' that I give ye mine. But which one would ye like?"
Jamie grinned, "Well, I told ye three o' mine, so I think it's fittin' that ye do the same." Louisa nodded. "Deal. The name my parents christened me with is Louisa, but me father's crew, and the rest o' the fleets call me Cannonfire Turner, an' me father does as well, and I've been listed as the Sea-Fairy in the wanted posters an' such." Jamie nodded thoughtfully. "Aye, well, that'd explain a lot o' things... but it still don' explain how ye came t' be on board a passenger ship which was attack'd by pirates, if yer a pirate yeself."
Louisa returned his expression, with a laugh. "I ain't askin' ye abou' any secret's ye may have, so ye shouldnae ask me th' same, should ye?" Jamie nodded in agreement, "Aye, that sounds t' be right an' fair... so ask away, lass, what is it they ye wan tae know?"
Louisa grinned, "Where have ye been fer fifteen years?" Jamie looked around, and leaned forwards as though he were about to tell a huge secret. "Cap'n Jack Sparrow, Anamaria, meself, and me sister, along wi' the crew o' the Pearl have spent fifteen year's trapp'd i' the Bermuda Triangle!"
Louisa felt her the blood leave her face... "The Bemuda Triangle... no one's ever come out o' there afore... ye cannae be serious - where was ye, honestly?" Jamie nodded, "That where we be, lass. If ye've half a mind t' track down me father, ye can ask 'im yeself, aft' ye ask 'im t' gie me back me hat, o' course!" Louisa shook her head, getting rid of the feeling of dizziness that had threatened to overtake her, and nodded. "Ok, then, I'm guessin' it's yer turn t' ask me somethin', if we take thi' conversation as thou' we both be pirates, and followin' th' same code, o' course."
Jamie nodded, "How did ye come t' be a pirate, aboard a passenger ship, attacked by pirates, when yer the daughter o' one o' th' best pirates i' the Caribbean?" Louisa sat back, and sighed. "Well, I wasnae on a passenger ship. My father, Bootstrap Bill, aka Will Turner the second, decided I had t' live on the land fer a while, t' see which I preferred. He captured a ship, I learnt me part, an' I come to Port Royal t' stay wit' me grandfather. I didnae have no memory loss, and I didnae not recognize th' name o' Jack Sparrow. Now I've a question for ye - when d'ye expect ye father t' arrive at Port Royal? I'd really like a passage off, an' if I hav' t' call 'parley', then I will be."
Jamie laughed. "He should be 'ere within' the week, if ye kin wait tha' long," he finished. Louisa nodded. "Aye, an' if ye see 'im afore me, ye kin tell 'im I've got the stubbornness o' both me parents!" Jamie nodded in agreement, "Aye, if I kin base what I've 'eard 'bout 'em on ye, then I expect ye would."
Louisa let herself relax in the chair. Within the week....
The two days that followed Louisa's entry into the governor's care were dull, somehow, compared to the rest of the time she'd been on land. She had nothing to do, except sit around and look pretty, and there was no one to see, except the mindless soldiers who continuously asked her to marry them. At last, she knew why her mother had wanted to get away from that sort of life.
It did have it's upsides, like not having to fumble around with the bed warmer so she wouldn't burn her feet, and not having to worry about doing her own hair, and getting into corset's by herself, but these few things didn't outweigh the boring side of life.
One night, when the rest of the servants and her grandfather had gone to bed, she pulled on a simple dress (which her grandfather thought too revealing - it was almost like a shift, but thicker), shook her hair out so it fell around her shoulders in a blonde haze, and borrowed one of her maid's outside shoes, left near the entrance to the staff quarters.
Sneaking out at night wasn't something [text missing] walked through the door, well aware that most of the men would think she was a hooker, and looked around to see if her father was still in Port Royal. Her mother hated the fact that her husband had taken a liking to rum, and the younger Will had followed suit.
When it became remarkably clear that the Endurance had set sail several days before, Louisa sighed a breath of relief - Will, both of them, hated her hanging around the taverns. She took a seat near the side of the bar where the more sober people were.
"What can I get ye?" asked the woman behind the bar, currently giving her the once over while she waited for Louisa to speak. "Ale, pint," she said with a smile, causing the woman to roll her eyes and walk away slowly. Louisa had no doubt her drink would come back something completely different, but still - she'd tried to be good!
"An' what, pray tell, brings ye t' the tavern full o' the roughest scallywags in the Caribbean?" asked a familiar voice from behind Louisa's ear. She whirled around to find Jamie looking at her with a grin on his face. "I can handle myself in these places," she said, holding back a laugh. Jamie shook his head in jest, "The news is, Lassie, that ye ain't a servant a'tall - that ye be the governor's granddaughter, daughter o' Bootstrap Bill the second, an' that ye lied t' me when we met."
Louisa didn't lose face - she'd been too well brought up to do that in front of a pirate. "Well, *sir*, at the time I didnae know who I was, but now I got me memory back where it belongs, I know enough t' keep me out o' trouble!" Jamie laughed. "Aye, well, that would explain why ye found the name of Jack Sparrow familiar - ye parents and mine sailed together for quite a while afore mine disappeared!"
Louisa looked around, to see if anyone was watching, before she turned back to Jamie. "Do ye think... do ye think Port Royal will fall under attack, now Jack and Bootstrap are back on board together?" she asked in an undertone. Jamie nodded, with a grin. "Aye, I do, that's why I ain't tryin' t' beg a way off this miserable hole - I'll wait fer me ol' dad t' come an' pick me up - and gie me my hat back!"
Louisa laughed, and took the drink she'd been handed, dropping a few coins on the table to pay. The woman looked up sharply. "Ye ain't left enuff t' pay fer ye drink, lassie; pay up." Louisa shook her head. "Ah, no, I don't think I be doin' that - ye see, I asked fer a *pint* an ye've only given me half, therefore I only gots t' pay for half, meanin' ye shoulda given me the *full* pint afore I paid ye for it, else ye shoulda took me money *afore* ye went t' fill the cup. Savvy?"
Louisa laughed, and she and Jamie walked away from the bar, leaving the woman to figure out what Louisa had said, and took a seat near the back. "Ye are quite a lady, an' I still havnae heard ye name," Jamie prompted. Louisa laughed, "Seein' as I know yours, Jamie-Boy, it's fittin' that I give ye mine. But which one would ye like?"
Jamie grinned, "Well, I told ye three o' mine, so I think it's fittin' that ye do the same." Louisa nodded. "Deal. The name my parents christened me with is Louisa, but me father's crew, and the rest o' the fleets call me Cannonfire Turner, an' me father does as well, and I've been listed as the Sea-Fairy in the wanted posters an' such." Jamie nodded thoughtfully. "Aye, well, that'd explain a lot o' things... but it still don' explain how ye came t' be on board a passenger ship which was attack'd by pirates, if yer a pirate yeself."
Louisa returned his expression, with a laugh. "I ain't askin' ye abou' any secret's ye may have, so ye shouldnae ask me th' same, should ye?" Jamie nodded in agreement, "Aye, that sounds t' be right an' fair... so ask away, lass, what is it they ye wan tae know?"
Louisa grinned, "Where have ye been fer fifteen years?" Jamie looked around, and leaned forwards as though he were about to tell a huge secret. "Cap'n Jack Sparrow, Anamaria, meself, and me sister, along wi' the crew o' the Pearl have spent fifteen year's trapp'd i' the Bermuda Triangle!"
Louisa felt her the blood leave her face... "The Bemuda Triangle... no one's ever come out o' there afore... ye cannae be serious - where was ye, honestly?" Jamie nodded, "That where we be, lass. If ye've half a mind t' track down me father, ye can ask 'im yeself, aft' ye ask 'im t' gie me back me hat, o' course!" Louisa shook her head, getting rid of the feeling of dizziness that had threatened to overtake her, and nodded. "Ok, then, I'm guessin' it's yer turn t' ask me somethin', if we take thi' conversation as thou' we both be pirates, and followin' th' same code, o' course."
Jamie nodded, "How did ye come t' be a pirate, aboard a passenger ship, attacked by pirates, when yer the daughter o' one o' th' best pirates i' the Caribbean?" Louisa sat back, and sighed. "Well, I wasnae on a passenger ship. My father, Bootstrap Bill, aka Will Turner the second, decided I had t' live on the land fer a while, t' see which I preferred. He captured a ship, I learnt me part, an' I come to Port Royal t' stay wit' me grandfather. I didnae have no memory loss, and I didnae not recognize th' name o' Jack Sparrow. Now I've a question for ye - when d'ye expect ye father t' arrive at Port Royal? I'd really like a passage off, an' if I hav' t' call 'parley', then I will be."
Jamie laughed. "He should be 'ere within' the week, if ye kin wait tha' long," he finished. Louisa nodded. "Aye, an' if ye see 'im afore me, ye kin tell 'im I've got the stubbornness o' both me parents!" Jamie nodded in agreement, "Aye, if I kin base what I've 'eard 'bout 'em on ye, then I expect ye would."
Louisa let herself relax in the chair. Within the week....
