In an upstairs bedroom, Jack was being 'freshened up'. Elizabeth had demanded that he wear an

expensive-looking black suit with silver buttons and freshly polished boots. Jack hardly even remembered

what polished boots looked like! He was clean, wearing his suit, and having a comb dragged through his hair when Will walked in.

"Wow! Are you really Jack? I didn't recognize you without the layer of grime!"

"Ha ha ha, aren't you clever?" Jack said sarcasticly. "I must admit, I do not like this!"

"I can tell," Will said with a chuckle as he watched the manservant attempt to wrestle the comb from Jack's tangled hair."

"Ow, ow, my hair is attached, you know? And I do not want you to take those beads out. I said don't!" Jack yelled at the startled servant and tried to wrestle the comb away.

"I apologize, sir," he replied, pulling the comb from Jack's reach and beginning to....well, if you can call it combing, Jack's hair again.

"You know, Will, I'm only doing this to please that wife of yours," Jack grunted as he gave up on his struggle with the manservant.

"I know that's not the whole of it."

"What do you mean?" Jack asked, puzzled.

"You're doing this to impress Tatiana."

"Oh, no, " Jack assured Will, " if I wanted to impress her, I'd show her great adventures, not a governor's mansion, although it is a nice mansion." Jack finished quickly, so as not to say anything else that might offend Will.

"Alright, if you say so," Will said, folding his arms, " but at least she's seeming to trust you a bit more."

"Yeah, I guess...." Jack trailed off into thought.

What neither Will nor Jack noticed was that Tatiana's grip never strayed from her sword for long whenever

she was around Will or Jack, or anybody else for that matter. But for right now, she was going to have to

deal with parting with her sword for a little while. Shall we see what is happening in a different room of the mansion?

"Oh, my!" Elizabeth exclaimed as she took away Tatiana's sword, " little girls should not have swords!"

"But I need that!" Tatiana said indignantly, sticking out her chin.

"No, you don't, not here," Elizabeth assured her as she put it away into a nearby dresser.

"Well, I won't be here forever, so I'll need it back eventually, you know," Tatiana said trying to keep herself calm. "You want to go and have dangerous adventures with your father, don't you?" Elizabeth asked, looking sadly at Tatiana. Tatiana opened her

mouth to speak, but before she got a word in, Elizabeth filled in the blank.

"I'm sorry dear, but piracy is not for little girls."

This sentance was answered with a dirty look that Elizabeth chose to ignore.

While Tatiana was taking a bath, Elizabeth locked away her clothes, hat, and boots along with her

sword and put the key in her bodice. She decided that simply disposing of the clothing would be a bad idea

because she felt as though Tatiana would somehow find out. She didn't want Tatiana to find any fault with

her. She wanted Tatiana to completely trust her, as that would make the process less difficult. When Tatiana

finished her bath, Elizabeth got

out a gown for Tatiana to wear. It had been Elizabeth's old gown from when she was fourteen. The only

reason she hadn't disposed of it was because it was a birthday present from her favorite aunt, Renee, who

lived in Paris. She figured Tatiana would be about the same age because of her height (she was almost as

tall as her father and quite lanky). The gown was light blue with a box neckline. It was trimmed in white, as

were the elbow length, ruffled sleeves.Elizabeth ushered Tatiana behind the dressing curtain and showed her the gown. Tatiana's jaw dropped.

"You want me to wear that?" Tatiana asked, pointing to the gown.

"Of course!" Elizabeth exclaimed and immediately began strapping Tatiana into it, ignoring her cries of protest.