Chapter Two: The Wanted Man
I had always loved to sneak out of the palace and set off into the marketplace. It was buoyant and seething with excitement. I looked at all of the unfamiliar faces. They were bright with excitement and activity. I loved the marketplace. It always seems to have such a friendly atmosphere. I inhaled the beautiful aroma of the meats and produce that were on sale. I walked over to the small apple stand and bought one. I have noticed that some people offer the strangest things. One man, rotund and touched in the head, tried to sell me a writing utensil made of wood and graphite that can also erase itself. ~Yeah, like that will catch on some day! That was the stupidest object anyone ever tried to sell to me, especially since I am female. Women aren't allowed to be educated, so I can't read or write. Dumb ass.~
Port Royale was a very typical town. Everyone just minded their own business. Married couples held hands, walked close, and whispered sweet little nothings in each other's ears. I sighed; I have never truly been in love. Soldiers are scattered throughout the docks, probably making sure the docks stay off limits to civilians. I couldn't help but notice that there are more navy men guarding the docks than last time I visited, much more.
I noticed a corset shop very close to the docks. Well, I assumed that it was a corset shop because there were on sale. ~I should go in and buy a few extra larges. That way, my father won't have me wear those smalls anymore.~ I laughed to myself. The only people in the shop besides the vendors were a mother and her daughter.
"Isabel, would you like to have a corset? I would buy you you're first one if you like." The kindly woman asked her daughter who seemed to be almost in her teenage years. Surprisingly enough, the poor girl was absolutely thrilled.
"I do, mother!" Isabel exclaimed loudly. ~You feel this way now, but after two days, you'll want to tear it up as well.~ Scents of the vended perfumes arise around me as I pass a perfume stand. Enticing, the perfume was, as I turned back to buy one. Autumn Vesper, the fragrance even had a beautiful name. I moved on to the fudge store. The sugary goodness of the fudge, and its lustful scent led me there to buy a little snack. I couldn't help myself. I had to get some.
Once I paid for the fudge, I saw a poster with a sketch. I couldn't read it, so I couldn't understand its purpose. It was the man in the poster that snagged my attention. It was the very same man I saw in the crowd as I danced with Davis. He had long, black hair, most of which was in either braid or dreadlocks. His mustache was roughly cut, and he had two plait braids on his chin. Unlike any man I have ever seen, he had a faintly tan complexion. His eyes were gaunt; his stare was piercing. He was holding a sword in his hand. I was intrigued by this man. ~Dammit, I can't read anything on the poster. I don't even know his name.~
"Sir, what does this say?" I called out as my curiosity overwhelmed my actions. A stout man turned his gaze towards me; his face flushed almost instantaneously. Smiling slightly, he received the poster and read it out loud.
"All citizens of Port Royale must keep an eye for dangerous criminal. He is known to keep a low profile and doesn't attack unless necessary. He is accused of piracy, theft, murder, smuggling, commandeering a ship of the fleet, sailing under false colors, kidnapping, impersonating an officer of the Spanish Royal Navy and the cleric of the Church of England," ~Hehe, cool. I wonder why he did though.~ He continued, "arson, poaching, depravity, brigandage, general lawlessness, and numerous other crimes. Captain Jack Sparrow" ~A captain, eh? It betters his already sexy name.~ "is sentenced to be hung until dead. Anyone who sees Sparrow should contact an official immediately."
I took the poster back and looked at it. ~Wow! He accomplished so much in his lifetime and still is fairly young. At least, he looks young. I wish I could do this much in my life.~ I soon realized I wasn't the only one staring at the poster.
"I saw that man no more than ten minutes ago. He was at the apple stand. It's a pity I can't read: I don't know what this poster is for!" stated the older woman to her husband. ~I'd like to see this man, and I hope he hasn't wandered far from the apple stand.~ I left the fudge shop that moment, hoping to catch up to him.
I didn't have very much difficulty finding the apple stand. I had already been there to buy an apple. I noticed a few soldiers and didn't go any closer. ~Oh no! Someone must have already reported him! I should leave before the soldiers recognize me.~ I turned and ran as fast as I could. I kept my head down so that no one would notice who I was. I didn't worry about colliding with anyone because everyone else were in the shops minding their own business. I sped up as my heart continued to pound in my chest endlessly. A smarter person would have probably stopped or watched where he or she was headed, but I was too worried. Eventually, I felt my head hit someone's back. I pushed him over and fell on top of him.
"What the bloody 'ell were you doing!" yelled the muffled voice of the man below me. He continued to curse and swear phrases that I couldn't understand. I jumped off his back and helped him up.
"Sir, oh sir, I am terribly sorry! I wasn't watching where I... was..." I saw his face for the first time, though it was so familiar. I immediately recognized his tan skin, roughly cut mustache, beaded and braided hair, and dark eyes. It was Captain Jack Sparrow. ~Oh no! I ran into the man I'm looking for! I hope he is reasonable and forgiving!~
"S'alright luv." He grunted suddenly smiling at me. ~Wow, he is so much better looking then I thought and his smile is so sexy! He's much shorter than I had imagined. He is only about an inch taller than I am, and mind you, I'm not the tallest person.~
"Wait! Come with me!" I exclaimed startling Jack.
"Whuh?" He responded as I grabbed his arm and started running again. He and I ran down the alley and hid in a corner. ~This is so much fun. Poor Jack though, he must not have a clue about what is going on.~ Jack maintained his balance and looked at me angrily in the eye.
"Why did you bloody take me 'ere?" he shouted. He threw his arms about wildly. ~He's not very coordinated, but it's very attractive.~ He glared at me and waited for my answer. Jack then squinted hard at me, as if he was looking right through me. His eyes, I couldn't stop looking into them, so full of concentration. He soon broke the silence.
"I've seen you before. You were dancing with that...you're the daughter of the King!" He shouted as he suddenly pointed at my face. I quieted him immediately.
"Not so loudly! I don't want anyone to know. My father would just bring me home. He doesn't know that I sneak off to wander around the market." I hastily explained, "I saw you when I was dancing." I took out my poster of him. "This is you, isn't it? You're Captain Jack Sparrow!" He snatched it from me hands and read it thoroughly.
"That can't be me! I'm not left 'anded!" he chortled. "Aye, that's me." He smiled, and I couldn't help but smile too. In an instant, an idea ran through my mind.
"Kidnap me!"
I had always loved to sneak out of the palace and set off into the marketplace. It was buoyant and seething with excitement. I looked at all of the unfamiliar faces. They were bright with excitement and activity. I loved the marketplace. It always seems to have such a friendly atmosphere. I inhaled the beautiful aroma of the meats and produce that were on sale. I walked over to the small apple stand and bought one. I have noticed that some people offer the strangest things. One man, rotund and touched in the head, tried to sell me a writing utensil made of wood and graphite that can also erase itself. ~Yeah, like that will catch on some day! That was the stupidest object anyone ever tried to sell to me, especially since I am female. Women aren't allowed to be educated, so I can't read or write. Dumb ass.~
Port Royale was a very typical town. Everyone just minded their own business. Married couples held hands, walked close, and whispered sweet little nothings in each other's ears. I sighed; I have never truly been in love. Soldiers are scattered throughout the docks, probably making sure the docks stay off limits to civilians. I couldn't help but notice that there are more navy men guarding the docks than last time I visited, much more.
I noticed a corset shop very close to the docks. Well, I assumed that it was a corset shop because there were on sale. ~I should go in and buy a few extra larges. That way, my father won't have me wear those smalls anymore.~ I laughed to myself. The only people in the shop besides the vendors were a mother and her daughter.
"Isabel, would you like to have a corset? I would buy you you're first one if you like." The kindly woman asked her daughter who seemed to be almost in her teenage years. Surprisingly enough, the poor girl was absolutely thrilled.
"I do, mother!" Isabel exclaimed loudly. ~You feel this way now, but after two days, you'll want to tear it up as well.~ Scents of the vended perfumes arise around me as I pass a perfume stand. Enticing, the perfume was, as I turned back to buy one. Autumn Vesper, the fragrance even had a beautiful name. I moved on to the fudge store. The sugary goodness of the fudge, and its lustful scent led me there to buy a little snack. I couldn't help myself. I had to get some.
Once I paid for the fudge, I saw a poster with a sketch. I couldn't read it, so I couldn't understand its purpose. It was the man in the poster that snagged my attention. It was the very same man I saw in the crowd as I danced with Davis. He had long, black hair, most of which was in either braid or dreadlocks. His mustache was roughly cut, and he had two plait braids on his chin. Unlike any man I have ever seen, he had a faintly tan complexion. His eyes were gaunt; his stare was piercing. He was holding a sword in his hand. I was intrigued by this man. ~Dammit, I can't read anything on the poster. I don't even know his name.~
"Sir, what does this say?" I called out as my curiosity overwhelmed my actions. A stout man turned his gaze towards me; his face flushed almost instantaneously. Smiling slightly, he received the poster and read it out loud.
"All citizens of Port Royale must keep an eye for dangerous criminal. He is known to keep a low profile and doesn't attack unless necessary. He is accused of piracy, theft, murder, smuggling, commandeering a ship of the fleet, sailing under false colors, kidnapping, impersonating an officer of the Spanish Royal Navy and the cleric of the Church of England," ~Hehe, cool. I wonder why he did though.~ He continued, "arson, poaching, depravity, brigandage, general lawlessness, and numerous other crimes. Captain Jack Sparrow" ~A captain, eh? It betters his already sexy name.~ "is sentenced to be hung until dead. Anyone who sees Sparrow should contact an official immediately."
I took the poster back and looked at it. ~Wow! He accomplished so much in his lifetime and still is fairly young. At least, he looks young. I wish I could do this much in my life.~ I soon realized I wasn't the only one staring at the poster.
"I saw that man no more than ten minutes ago. He was at the apple stand. It's a pity I can't read: I don't know what this poster is for!" stated the older woman to her husband. ~I'd like to see this man, and I hope he hasn't wandered far from the apple stand.~ I left the fudge shop that moment, hoping to catch up to him.
I didn't have very much difficulty finding the apple stand. I had already been there to buy an apple. I noticed a few soldiers and didn't go any closer. ~Oh no! Someone must have already reported him! I should leave before the soldiers recognize me.~ I turned and ran as fast as I could. I kept my head down so that no one would notice who I was. I didn't worry about colliding with anyone because everyone else were in the shops minding their own business. I sped up as my heart continued to pound in my chest endlessly. A smarter person would have probably stopped or watched where he or she was headed, but I was too worried. Eventually, I felt my head hit someone's back. I pushed him over and fell on top of him.
"What the bloody 'ell were you doing!" yelled the muffled voice of the man below me. He continued to curse and swear phrases that I couldn't understand. I jumped off his back and helped him up.
"Sir, oh sir, I am terribly sorry! I wasn't watching where I... was..." I saw his face for the first time, though it was so familiar. I immediately recognized his tan skin, roughly cut mustache, beaded and braided hair, and dark eyes. It was Captain Jack Sparrow. ~Oh no! I ran into the man I'm looking for! I hope he is reasonable and forgiving!~
"S'alright luv." He grunted suddenly smiling at me. ~Wow, he is so much better looking then I thought and his smile is so sexy! He's much shorter than I had imagined. He is only about an inch taller than I am, and mind you, I'm not the tallest person.~
"Wait! Come with me!" I exclaimed startling Jack.
"Whuh?" He responded as I grabbed his arm and started running again. He and I ran down the alley and hid in a corner. ~This is so much fun. Poor Jack though, he must not have a clue about what is going on.~ Jack maintained his balance and looked at me angrily in the eye.
"Why did you bloody take me 'ere?" he shouted. He threw his arms about wildly. ~He's not very coordinated, but it's very attractive.~ He glared at me and waited for my answer. Jack then squinted hard at me, as if he was looking right through me. His eyes, I couldn't stop looking into them, so full of concentration. He soon broke the silence.
"I've seen you before. You were dancing with that...you're the daughter of the King!" He shouted as he suddenly pointed at my face. I quieted him immediately.
"Not so loudly! I don't want anyone to know. My father would just bring me home. He doesn't know that I sneak off to wander around the market." I hastily explained, "I saw you when I was dancing." I took out my poster of him. "This is you, isn't it? You're Captain Jack Sparrow!" He snatched it from me hands and read it thoroughly.
"That can't be me! I'm not left 'anded!" he chortled. "Aye, that's me." He smiled, and I couldn't help but smile too. In an instant, an idea ran through my mind.
"Kidnap me!"