The Choice of Katrina
Chapter Five: A New Love and a Search Across the Sea
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.
The next morning, the gray sky was dripping rain over the small islands of the Caribbean. Jack and his crew decided not to set sail. Instead, they all gathered at Elizabeth and Will's house. George offered to do chores in the name of the royal kingdom of Leonard and her Royal Highness Princess Katrina, but Elizabeth insisted that it wasn't necessary.
As soon as the rain stopped and the skies opened up, the crew, led by Jack, Katrina, George, Elizabeth, Will, and Christopher made their way through Port Royal to The Black Pearl, the name of Jack's ship. The wind was blowing hard when they got out into the sea so George led Katrina below deck to avoid it. They sat beside each other, a reasonable distance apart, and Katrina looked curiously at George. He wasn't ugly, but his light brown hair was curly and it poofed out under his hat, which looked like a pirate's hat. He was tall, even for his age. He only had to be around the same age and Katrina. His complexion was fair, and rarely ever turned red, even during times of embarrassment or when he was doing hard work. His eyes were a light brown and his smile was shy and awkward. Katrina was so wrapped up in looking at him, she almost forgot where she was. She realized she knew nothing about George. She didn't know where he came from, who his family was, or even what he did at the palace.
"George, would you be too offended if I asked you something about yourself?" Katrina asked him.
"Not at all. What is it you wanted to know?" said George.
"Well, who are your parents?" asked Katrina.
"I don't know, Your Highness. All I know is that I showed up on the doorstep of the palace where you live and I was taken in to work in the kitchen." replied George, his eyes turning a dark chocolate color.
"Oh. Do you know where you came from? Anything at all about your family?" said Katrina.
"I only know my uncle. But he was a pirate. His name was Thomas Holloway. His captain was a man by the name of Barbossa. His captain marooned him on an island. That's the last I ever heard of him," George explained. He took his hat off, revealing a mess if curly, poofy hair. He looked down on it sadly. "This was his. He gave it to me when I was younger. He told me to wear it and always think of him while he was out at sea."
Katrina nodded and looked at him. He placed his hat back on his head and looked at the floor. Katrina sighed and looked out of the window. What she saw she wasn't expecting.
"Isn't that one of the ships from Leonard?" she asked. George looked up and saw the ship too. His mouth was wide open and he made a run for the stairs. Katrina followed him. George ran to Jack and slid into a barrel. Katrina did the same and the two of them were tangled together on the deck. For an instant, they looked each other in the eyes. Katrina saw something in George's eyes, but couldn't quite understand the funny, light-headed feeling she got with it. Before she could think anything of it, George stood up and helped Katrina to her feet.
"Captain Sparrow. There's a ship from Leonard following us." he said. Jack went to the edge of the ship to look behind them. He stared for a second, then grinned widely.
"Then we'll just have to make away and lose it, savvy?" He said. Katrina and George looked at each other as Elizabeth and Will joined them, also looking confused as to what Jack's mad mind had thought up.