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The rest of the day was taken up by getting ready. When she descended the staircase again, Adam was waiting for her. To her distaste, he took her arm.
"You look wonderful, darling."
"Stop calling me that. I'm not your darling. I'm marrying Jack, not you. Get over it." Jen snarled. She was feeling edgy. Her parents weren't likely to be very forgiving. '
"Ah, you'll require taming, my dear."
"Stop it."
"I am guessing by the affectionate way last night ended with Jack that you did not tell him of my generous offer?" Jen looked away, her expression cold and hard as a rock.
"I thought so. I intend to tell him after dinner tonight. You are a fine woman, Jennifer. Such a woman does not belong as a pirate's whore."
"That's really chivalrous of you. Stealing wives, and insulting the lady you're trying to win over by calling her a pirate's whore."
"As I was saying, you were a lady of society. By marrying me and having your parents re-own you, you'd regain your lost position. You'd have everything you ever wanted." Adam explained. Jen stepped away from him.
"Except freedom. And Jack." Jen snapped.
"Replaceable." Adam said with a shrug. Jen glared, her fingers balling into fists.
"You little bas," Jen's sentence was cut off by a hand covering her mouth. Jack moved to her side.
"Manners, luv. Careful 'round the Hawke." He warned, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her closer. Jen grimaced.
"Forgive me, Sires." She said sarcastically to the two men. Adam sniffed in disdain and headed outside to the carriage, followed by Jack and Jen.
"Into the carriage, darling." Adam said, extending his arm to help Jen in. Jack pulled her away from him. A black horse was stamping it's hooves impatiently, and Jack caught the reins.
"She can ride with me. On the horse." Jack said in an adamant voice. Adam raised an eyebrow, and even Jen looked skeptically at the dress and then the horse.
"In that dress? Hardly. She'll ride with me in the carriage." Jack swiftly dropped the reins.
"I'll come too, savvy?" The ride to the Lanyen's house was quiet. Jen held tightly to Jack's hand the entire ride. They arrived at the large mansion and were led by the butler up the walk. A new pair of butlers opened the doors, where a maid was waiting for them.
"Good evening, Master Hawke. Good evening, Master Sparrow and Miss...Miss Jennifer?" The maid asked in amazement.
"Hello Amy. Nice to see you again." Jen said with a nod. The maid nodded in return and continued to gape for a minute before Jack coughed loudly. The maid blushed and motioned to her right.
"Follow me please. This way." The trio was led into the dining room, where Mrs. Lanyen and Mr. Lanyen were waiting.
"Adam, nice to see you." Mr. Lanyen said, rising from his chair. The pleasantries went on for some time until Mrs. Lanyen saw Jen standing behind Adam.
"Jennifer! Oh, my baby, Jennifer!" She shrieked, hugging her daughter. Jen grimaced at Jack over her mother's shoulder and returned the hug. Finally they pulled apart.
"Who...who is this Jennifer? He looks somewhat familiar." Adam opened his mouth to explain but Jen spoke faster.
"My fiancee, Mother. Jack Sparrow." Jack had been made 'presentable' again. Jack inclined his head and offered his hand. With a barely veiled look of disgust, Mrs. Lanyen held out her own and Jack kissed it. Dinner was painful, to both Jen and Jack. The Lanyen's were not speaking to Jack, and neither was Adam, really. Mr. Lanyen shot angry looks at his Jen and Jack, then smiled proudly upon Adam. Mrs. Lanyen smiled simperingly at Adam, while chastising Jen for various things. Finally, Jen stood up and marched off to the kitchen. The cooks stared, stopping in their tracks as they watched their former mistress opened her father's liquor stash and pull out a bottle of rum. She selected two goblets and carried the three things back into the dining room. One cook was so shocked he noticed just in time that he had been about to cook the salad in the furnace and another grimaced as they saw they had cracked an egg on the head of their fellow chef who had been kneeling to pick up a dropped utensil. Jen sat down next to Jack again and put the goblets in front of them. She poured a generous amount into each one, nearly filling them to the brim. Everyone, including Jack, just stared in astonishment. Slamming the jug down again, she picked up her goblet, raised it towards Jack, then began to drink. They watched as she gulped down more than half of it without taking a breath, then finally putting it back down. Jack tried to hide his grin, and grabbed his own cup. The halted conversation the Lanyen's and Adam were having began again, faltering slightly as they watched Jen and Jack finish the bottle and call for another one. After they had drank half of the second jug as well, Jen stood up and raised her nearly empty glass.
"To the Pearl. And my new life as Jack's wife." She stumbled over the words. Then she sat down and drained her glass. Next thing she knew, the world went dark and she fell forward into her bowl of soup with a splat, the soup splattering all over the clean white tablecloth.
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The rest of the day was taken up by getting ready. When she descended the staircase again, Adam was waiting for her. To her distaste, he took her arm.
"You look wonderful, darling."
"Stop calling me that. I'm not your darling. I'm marrying Jack, not you. Get over it." Jen snarled. She was feeling edgy. Her parents weren't likely to be very forgiving. '
"Ah, you'll require taming, my dear."
"Stop it."
"I am guessing by the affectionate way last night ended with Jack that you did not tell him of my generous offer?" Jen looked away, her expression cold and hard as a rock.
"I thought so. I intend to tell him after dinner tonight. You are a fine woman, Jennifer. Such a woman does not belong as a pirate's whore."
"That's really chivalrous of you. Stealing wives, and insulting the lady you're trying to win over by calling her a pirate's whore."
"As I was saying, you were a lady of society. By marrying me and having your parents re-own you, you'd regain your lost position. You'd have everything you ever wanted." Adam explained. Jen stepped away from him.
"Except freedom. And Jack." Jen snapped.
"Replaceable." Adam said with a shrug. Jen glared, her fingers balling into fists.
"You little bas," Jen's sentence was cut off by a hand covering her mouth. Jack moved to her side.
"Manners, luv. Careful 'round the Hawke." He warned, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her closer. Jen grimaced.
"Forgive me, Sires." She said sarcastically to the two men. Adam sniffed in disdain and headed outside to the carriage, followed by Jack and Jen.
"Into the carriage, darling." Adam said, extending his arm to help Jen in. Jack pulled her away from him. A black horse was stamping it's hooves impatiently, and Jack caught the reins.
"She can ride with me. On the horse." Jack said in an adamant voice. Adam raised an eyebrow, and even Jen looked skeptically at the dress and then the horse.
"In that dress? Hardly. She'll ride with me in the carriage." Jack swiftly dropped the reins.
"I'll come too, savvy?" The ride to the Lanyen's house was quiet. Jen held tightly to Jack's hand the entire ride. They arrived at the large mansion and were led by the butler up the walk. A new pair of butlers opened the doors, where a maid was waiting for them.
"Good evening, Master Hawke. Good evening, Master Sparrow and Miss...Miss Jennifer?" The maid asked in amazement.
"Hello Amy. Nice to see you again." Jen said with a nod. The maid nodded in return and continued to gape for a minute before Jack coughed loudly. The maid blushed and motioned to her right.
"Follow me please. This way." The trio was led into the dining room, where Mrs. Lanyen and Mr. Lanyen were waiting.
"Adam, nice to see you." Mr. Lanyen said, rising from his chair. The pleasantries went on for some time until Mrs. Lanyen saw Jen standing behind Adam.
"Jennifer! Oh, my baby, Jennifer!" She shrieked, hugging her daughter. Jen grimaced at Jack over her mother's shoulder and returned the hug. Finally they pulled apart.
"Who...who is this Jennifer? He looks somewhat familiar." Adam opened his mouth to explain but Jen spoke faster.
"My fiancee, Mother. Jack Sparrow." Jack had been made 'presentable' again. Jack inclined his head and offered his hand. With a barely veiled look of disgust, Mrs. Lanyen held out her own and Jack kissed it. Dinner was painful, to both Jen and Jack. The Lanyen's were not speaking to Jack, and neither was Adam, really. Mr. Lanyen shot angry looks at his Jen and Jack, then smiled proudly upon Adam. Mrs. Lanyen smiled simperingly at Adam, while chastising Jen for various things. Finally, Jen stood up and marched off to the kitchen. The cooks stared, stopping in their tracks as they watched their former mistress opened her father's liquor stash and pull out a bottle of rum. She selected two goblets and carried the three things back into the dining room. One cook was so shocked he noticed just in time that he had been about to cook the salad in the furnace and another grimaced as they saw they had cracked an egg on the head of their fellow chef who had been kneeling to pick up a dropped utensil. Jen sat down next to Jack again and put the goblets in front of them. She poured a generous amount into each one, nearly filling them to the brim. Everyone, including Jack, just stared in astonishment. Slamming the jug down again, she picked up her goblet, raised it towards Jack, then began to drink. They watched as she gulped down more than half of it without taking a breath, then finally putting it back down. Jack tried to hide his grin, and grabbed his own cup. The halted conversation the Lanyen's and Adam were having began again, faltering slightly as they watched Jen and Jack finish the bottle and call for another one. After they had drank half of the second jug as well, Jen stood up and raised her nearly empty glass.
"To the Pearl. And my new life as Jack's wife." She stumbled over the words. Then she sat down and drained her glass. Next thing she knew, the world went dark and she fell forward into her bowl of soup with a splat, the soup splattering all over the clean white tablecloth.