The Choice of Katrina
Chapter Four: Reunited
Disclaimer: Lets see...that characters I own are Her Royal Highness Katrina Elizabeth Lemone Saler, George, The Duke Phillip, The king and Queen (in this story in anyway), and all of the maids and stuff that doesn't sound familiar to you.
"Where are we?" Katrina asked.
"This is Port Royal, as I remember it." replied Jack.
"Why are we here?" George asked.
"I have some old friends here that I need a bit of help from." Jack said.
"Help with what?" Katrina asked, walking behind Jack as he and the rest of the crew exited the ship.
"For kidnapping you I'll be in quite a bit of trouble." Jack replied.
"Oh. Of course." Katrina said.
"But I'll need you to do something for me." Jack told her.
"What?"
"Be a princess and say I'm with you." Jack said.
"Well, that shouldn't be too difficult, considering I already am a princess." Katrina said.
Officers everywhere were running towards them. Katrina, her head held high, was leading the way, a smile on her face. It was her way to tell the officers there was nothing wrong.
"Jack, where are we going?" Katrina asked.
Right up there, to the governor's house." Jack replied, noticing the uncomfortable tone in Katrina's voice from calling her own father by his first name.
Stopping at the gates of the home, Katrina called for the gatesman. He opened the gate and let everyone in, cringing as the pirates walked by him. When Katrina got to the door, she hesitated. It was rude for a princess to knock on someone's door. Fortunately, George read her mind and knocked for her. A tall butler answered the door.
"May I help you?" he asked, not realizing who he was speaking to. When he did, he bowed and apologized for his rudeness.
"I wish to see..." Katrina turned to look at her father.
"Miss Swann." Jack said.
"Miss Swann no longer has this name nor does she reside here. Might I give you the proper direction to where she currently resides?" The butler said. Jack looked confused, so Katrina nodded. The butler directed them to a house in the rural area of the island. Katrina, Jack, and George were the only ones who went. The rest of the crew went back to the ship.
George knocked on the door for Katrina again and a woman opened the door.
"Jack?" she said.
"Miss Swann...or should I say, Mrs. Turner?" Jack said. Katrina peeked inside the house and saw that it was rather disorganized and there had to be a small child in the house.
"Who is this?" the woman said, pointing at Katrina and George.
"My daughter, Katrina Elizabeth...what was the rest?" Jack said.
"Lemone Saler." Katrina answered quietly. "And this is George."
"You have a daughter?" the woman said. Jack nodded.
"By the way Katrina, George, this is Elizabeth." Jack said.
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance." Katrina said. Elizabeth gave her a strange look.
"She's a princess." Jack said.
"I thought I recognized you!" Elizabeth said. "Please come in! Excuse our filth."
The three guests stepped inside the house and almost immediately, a small boy ran in, followed by his father, who was yelling after him. Elizabeth grabbed the little boy and placed him on her hip.
"This is Christopher. He's three now." Elizabeth said, suggesting he was quite a handful.
"Jack! What are you doing here?" the boy's father said.
"Will, there's something you should know." Jack said. Will nodded and they went into another room, leaving Katrina, George, Elizabeth, and Christopher alone.
Meanwhile
"We have to find her!" The Duke, Phillip, yelled. The King and Queen, side by side at a table, had informed him of Katrina's disappearance.
"Phillip, you must control yourself. We will find Katrina and she will be safely returned. I doubt...whoever took her...would hurt her." The queen said. She looked to her husband and then back at Phillip. The young man's face was red with fury. He pounded his fist on the table and stared her in the eye.
"Whoever took my fiancé wants to kill her! And they will if we don't take action now!" he yelled. "I demand we call in Commodore Graham. He can take his men onto the water and find her."
"Commodore Graham has known Katrina since she was born. She trusts him. Perhaps we should send him." King Frederick said. The queen sighed.
"Just tell him not to kill her kidnapper unless he has to." The queen said. Phillip nodded and went off to find Commodore Graham. He reached the corner and leaned against the wall.
"Katrina, wherever you are...don't fall in love with someone else."