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Here's To Freedom (Chapter 2)
Natalie breathed an audible sigh of relief as the carriage pulled to a stop in front of the Eaton house after the considerable trek from the north side of the island. Truth be told, being tossed about like a rag doll in that horse-dragged box had made her a bit queasy, to say the least. Governor Swann shot his daughter a scathing look at her vocal protest and climbed down, extending his hand to help her out.
Accepting his offer, she stepped out into the warm, sweet-smelling Caribbean night, savoring the feeling of standing still and just being alive. The pale moonlight bathed all that surrounded her in this ethereal glow, casting magnificent shadows of the swaying banana palms and moss covered rock formations on the cobbles beneath her feet. Smiling to herself, she silently wondered if there was any other place on Earth more beautiful than Port Royale in that instant.
"Excuse me, Miss Natalie," she heard from behind her. Tossing a glance over her right shoulder, she saw Will send her a grin, waiting patiently behind her to exit the surrey.
Her emerald eyes widened and her face flushed pink with embarrassment. Of all people to see her slip into incoherency, it had to be Will, her awful luck wouldn't permit otherwise! Finally realizing that even after he was kind enough to point out her mistake, she still had yet to move, Natalie darted out of the way. "Please forgive me. I lost myself for a moment."
Will simply shrugged and hopped down onto the stone path. He brushed a wisp of dark wavy hair out of his eyes and quickly presented her with his devastatingly handsome smile, calling "'Tisn't a problem, love". She nearly sighed out loud, that was until he helped Elizabeth along, their eyes locked on one another and no one else. Dear Lord, it was enough to make any girl feel like taking a leap from the nearest cliff!
"Natalie, darling!"
As if watching her beautiful older sister walk away with the man of the millennium wasn't enough! Immediately her eyes narrowed at the sound of his voice booming across the once peaceful courtyard. She didn't even have to look upon him to know who it was, for only one person would be lurking in the darkness, anticipating her arrival.
Feigning utter delight, she spun to face him with a brilliant smile and replied, "Why, hello, Master Eaton! It is a pleasure to see you again."
He grinned like a fool and all but leapt over to where Natalie stood. Bowing down before her, he made an enormous fuss out of caressing her hand and placing a kiss atop it, so much so that she had to struggle to stifle the bout of hysterical laughter that threatened to consume her with each ridiculous gesture the man made.
"No, my dear, the pleasure is all mine," Clark whispered suggestively, raising his clear blue eyes to hers. Something about him told her he wasn't being genuine, and, in this case, she didn't mind it in the slightest. "I thank you and your family for accepting our invitation."
Turning to address her father, he bowed once more, sans hand- fondling, and said, "Governor Swann, we are honored and delighted to have you as a guest in our home."
"Why thank you, son," he said cheerfully. Offering his elbow to his youngest daughter, the governor smiled and inclined his head towards the estate that loomed nearby. "Shall we?"
Natalie bushed past Clark to her where her father was waiting, with a smile. As was typical of the man, he probably didn't realize what he'd just done, but he was indeed her salvation. "Why, I thought you would never ask!"
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Here's To Freedom (Chapter 2)
Natalie breathed an audible sigh of relief as the carriage pulled to a stop in front of the Eaton house after the considerable trek from the north side of the island. Truth be told, being tossed about like a rag doll in that horse-dragged box had made her a bit queasy, to say the least. Governor Swann shot his daughter a scathing look at her vocal protest and climbed down, extending his hand to help her out.
Accepting his offer, she stepped out into the warm, sweet-smelling Caribbean night, savoring the feeling of standing still and just being alive. The pale moonlight bathed all that surrounded her in this ethereal glow, casting magnificent shadows of the swaying banana palms and moss covered rock formations on the cobbles beneath her feet. Smiling to herself, she silently wondered if there was any other place on Earth more beautiful than Port Royale in that instant.
"Excuse me, Miss Natalie," she heard from behind her. Tossing a glance over her right shoulder, she saw Will send her a grin, waiting patiently behind her to exit the surrey.
Her emerald eyes widened and her face flushed pink with embarrassment. Of all people to see her slip into incoherency, it had to be Will, her awful luck wouldn't permit otherwise! Finally realizing that even after he was kind enough to point out her mistake, she still had yet to move, Natalie darted out of the way. "Please forgive me. I lost myself for a moment."
Will simply shrugged and hopped down onto the stone path. He brushed a wisp of dark wavy hair out of his eyes and quickly presented her with his devastatingly handsome smile, calling "'Tisn't a problem, love". She nearly sighed out loud, that was until he helped Elizabeth along, their eyes locked on one another and no one else. Dear Lord, it was enough to make any girl feel like taking a leap from the nearest cliff!
"Natalie, darling!"
As if watching her beautiful older sister walk away with the man of the millennium wasn't enough! Immediately her eyes narrowed at the sound of his voice booming across the once peaceful courtyard. She didn't even have to look upon him to know who it was, for only one person would be lurking in the darkness, anticipating her arrival.
Feigning utter delight, she spun to face him with a brilliant smile and replied, "Why, hello, Master Eaton! It is a pleasure to see you again."
He grinned like a fool and all but leapt over to where Natalie stood. Bowing down before her, he made an enormous fuss out of caressing her hand and placing a kiss atop it, so much so that she had to struggle to stifle the bout of hysterical laughter that threatened to consume her with each ridiculous gesture the man made.
"No, my dear, the pleasure is all mine," Clark whispered suggestively, raising his clear blue eyes to hers. Something about him told her he wasn't being genuine, and, in this case, she didn't mind it in the slightest. "I thank you and your family for accepting our invitation."
Turning to address her father, he bowed once more, sans hand- fondling, and said, "Governor Swann, we are honored and delighted to have you as a guest in our home."
"Why thank you, son," he said cheerfully. Offering his elbow to his youngest daughter, the governor smiled and inclined his head towards the estate that loomed nearby. "Shall we?"
Natalie bushed past Clark to her where her father was waiting, with a smile. As was typical of the man, he probably didn't realize what he'd just done, but he was indeed her salvation. "Why, I thought you would never ask!"
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