Ello again! Look its my third chapter and I know you all are probably wondering "what the hell? It took you this long and that all you've got?" Well yes it is. I have been experiencing something called writers block, however I am over it now and you shall all be excited that I have something interesting in store, at least as far as the plot line is considered. SO sit back and enjoy my third chapter and I promise not to take so long next time ^_^
Will was lost in his thoughts by the time Elizabeth, her father, and Norrington finally said goodbye to him. Of course he had good reason to, he had just been given another human being as a gift. Will had never really believed in slavery, and now his thoughts raced between making his one true love happy and owning a slave. He stood there long after the others left in his own world, totally oblivious to the woman that stood next to him with her arms bound in iron.
"Um excuse me....I know this must be really hard for you, but are we going back to wherever you live or are we just going to stand there and ponder the meaning of the universe in the cold?"
Will jumped at the sound of the girls vaugly irritated voice. "Um...excuse me? I'm sorry Yes we should go back." He answered her, shaking himself out of his daze.
"Okay good. If you don't mind I'm awfully hungry and since I'm sort of bound to you..." She said holding up her shackled wrists to make her point.
Will took a hold of one of her wrists gently and started walking with her in tow. However he stopped after only a few paces and turned to face the her. "I'm sorry..." He pulled the key out that Norrington had given him and unlocked her bonds. He then slipped the key back into his pocket and tossed the shackles aside. "That's better, believe me I never wanted this to happened. What is your real name?" Will said with a heavy sigh and continued walking.
"Its just Mara, Norrington did not lie about that." She said softly as they both walked through the streets.
"Mara really? I don't think I have ever heard of that name before."
"Of course not...it was given to me by a Buddhist priest when I was in China." Mara said rather mater of factorially.
Will turned to her in surprise. "You've been to China?" He had not expected for her to say something like, but he found himself strangely interested.
"Yes, I have. I have done some traveling, and just in case you were wondering it means 'inner strength' and 'stubborn'.
"But you did not go through your whole life with that name did you?"
"No I didn't, but I have no intention in telling you my real name, so call me Mara."
Will laughed in spite of himself. "I think I known where the stubborn came from..."
Mara tilted her head and gave him an exasperated look, but before she could say anything Will stopped in front of a large wooden door. Swinging up above the entryway there was a small wooden sign with "Turner" Painted on it and an emblem of a hammer and billow, the sign for blacksmith. Will pointed up and smiled, he was rather proud of his shop even though it was not exactly the best, but it was still his. He opened the latch and held the door open for Mara.
It was completely dark inside, since the sun had long disappeared from the sky. At first Will hesitated, he knew is shop like the back of his hand but he was not sure where he had left the candles. He turned back to Mara.
"Um...wait here, I shall get the light." With that he disappeared into the darkness of his shop.
Mara's first thought was to run, but she knew it was pointless. There was nowhere to run, and Norrington would have found her again quickly. It was better to wait for the right opportunity, after all this Will was not so bad. She walked over and leaned up against the doorway. There was plenty of time to formulate a plan tomorrow, after all the day's trials and tribulations had tiered her beyond believe. As she stood there the darkness in the shop finally began to give way to the soft glow of candle light. Mara peered in to see the large workshop.
Will held a candle in one hand and beckoned her inside. She stepped in quickly and bolted the door behind her. Once inside it was not as large as she had thought, but it was still rather nice. The space was filled with all of the usually blacksmith tools. The fire pit was centered in the middle and the tools were laid neatly along the wall next to a large washbasin. Mara also noticed that there seemed to be no living quarters which struck her as rather odd. Once she was done studying the room she turned to Will and finally gave him a good look now that she could see in the candle light. He was tall with a very light build, he must practice with the weaponry he made she thought. What struck Mara the most was his dark brown eyes which seemed to see right through you.
Mara realized that she had been staring at him and quickly averted her gaze. "I was wondering if there was anything that I could eat...see I haven't eaten anything in a while..." She said quickly dodging any uncomfortable questions that might have occurred if he had caught her staring.
Will looked sad for a moment and shook his head. "I don't really have anything, I have not had a chance to get down to the market lately. You can..." his voice trailed off. " I am sorry I did not mean to sound like that..."
"Do not worry I guess that is why I am here anyways, its better then swinging from the gallows no?" She said with a rather forced laugh. It was true, buy groceries was better then the gallows, but still...for the first time since Norrington had brought her the news it finally sunk in. She really had become a slave. Mara crossed her arms over her chest and turned from Will.
Will inwardly cringed at the sad faraway excpertion Mara had on her face. "Like I said I am sorry. This was not how I planned for things to happen." He quickly realized that he was not getting anywhere with this and decided to change the conversation, but he did not know to what. Luckily for him Mara did it for him.
"Um...where am I to stay?" She had been looking about the workshop for a place that might be comfortable enough to sleep.
Will thought a moment then went to the far wall and opened a door. Mara looked at it in surprise. She had not seen it there at all and wondered if it was its purpose.
"In here..." He pointed inside. "You can sleep in here for tonight until I can make arraignment's to get another bed for you." He smiled.
Mara walked over and looked into the small room. It was small and furnished very sparsely. The bed was pushed up against the side of the wall and a small wooden box next to the bed acting as a night stand. On the floor there was a large worn looking rug and opposite the bed there was a big dresser that probably contained Will's belongings. It was very clean and surprisingly very cozy inside.
"You want me to stay here?" Mara asked a little surprised.
"I have no where else to put you, and besides I can just sleep out here on the bench. After all you've had it harder them me." Will said with a warm grin. He was doing his best to be polite. "I think tomorrow if I can get some of the materials I can build another bed."
Mara stepped into the cautiously. She was afraid to touch anything that was inside for it was a lot nicer then she had grown accustom to in the jail.
"Anyways we should get some rest that way we will be ready for tomorrow." Will said with a slight nod.
"Thank you..." Was all the Mara could manage in return as she watched him close the door and left her to her own devices. Mara walked over to the bed and sat down sinking into the deep cushioned bed. She giggled in spite of her self and shifted to lay down. It was unbelievably comfortable compared to the cold hard floor of the jail and as soon as her head touched the pillow she fell into a deep sleep.
Will was lost in his thoughts by the time Elizabeth, her father, and Norrington finally said goodbye to him. Of course he had good reason to, he had just been given another human being as a gift. Will had never really believed in slavery, and now his thoughts raced between making his one true love happy and owning a slave. He stood there long after the others left in his own world, totally oblivious to the woman that stood next to him with her arms bound in iron.
"Um excuse me....I know this must be really hard for you, but are we going back to wherever you live or are we just going to stand there and ponder the meaning of the universe in the cold?"
Will jumped at the sound of the girls vaugly irritated voice. "Um...excuse me? I'm sorry Yes we should go back." He answered her, shaking himself out of his daze.
"Okay good. If you don't mind I'm awfully hungry and since I'm sort of bound to you..." She said holding up her shackled wrists to make her point.
Will took a hold of one of her wrists gently and started walking with her in tow. However he stopped after only a few paces and turned to face the her. "I'm sorry..." He pulled the key out that Norrington had given him and unlocked her bonds. He then slipped the key back into his pocket and tossed the shackles aside. "That's better, believe me I never wanted this to happened. What is your real name?" Will said with a heavy sigh and continued walking.
"Its just Mara, Norrington did not lie about that." She said softly as they both walked through the streets.
"Mara really? I don't think I have ever heard of that name before."
"Of course not...it was given to me by a Buddhist priest when I was in China." Mara said rather mater of factorially.
Will turned to her in surprise. "You've been to China?" He had not expected for her to say something like, but he found himself strangely interested.
"Yes, I have. I have done some traveling, and just in case you were wondering it means 'inner strength' and 'stubborn'.
"But you did not go through your whole life with that name did you?"
"No I didn't, but I have no intention in telling you my real name, so call me Mara."
Will laughed in spite of himself. "I think I known where the stubborn came from..."
Mara tilted her head and gave him an exasperated look, but before she could say anything Will stopped in front of a large wooden door. Swinging up above the entryway there was a small wooden sign with "Turner" Painted on it and an emblem of a hammer and billow, the sign for blacksmith. Will pointed up and smiled, he was rather proud of his shop even though it was not exactly the best, but it was still his. He opened the latch and held the door open for Mara.
It was completely dark inside, since the sun had long disappeared from the sky. At first Will hesitated, he knew is shop like the back of his hand but he was not sure where he had left the candles. He turned back to Mara.
"Um...wait here, I shall get the light." With that he disappeared into the darkness of his shop.
Mara's first thought was to run, but she knew it was pointless. There was nowhere to run, and Norrington would have found her again quickly. It was better to wait for the right opportunity, after all this Will was not so bad. She walked over and leaned up against the doorway. There was plenty of time to formulate a plan tomorrow, after all the day's trials and tribulations had tiered her beyond believe. As she stood there the darkness in the shop finally began to give way to the soft glow of candle light. Mara peered in to see the large workshop.
Will held a candle in one hand and beckoned her inside. She stepped in quickly and bolted the door behind her. Once inside it was not as large as she had thought, but it was still rather nice. The space was filled with all of the usually blacksmith tools. The fire pit was centered in the middle and the tools were laid neatly along the wall next to a large washbasin. Mara also noticed that there seemed to be no living quarters which struck her as rather odd. Once she was done studying the room she turned to Will and finally gave him a good look now that she could see in the candle light. He was tall with a very light build, he must practice with the weaponry he made she thought. What struck Mara the most was his dark brown eyes which seemed to see right through you.
Mara realized that she had been staring at him and quickly averted her gaze. "I was wondering if there was anything that I could eat...see I haven't eaten anything in a while..." She said quickly dodging any uncomfortable questions that might have occurred if he had caught her staring.
Will looked sad for a moment and shook his head. "I don't really have anything, I have not had a chance to get down to the market lately. You can..." his voice trailed off. " I am sorry I did not mean to sound like that..."
"Do not worry I guess that is why I am here anyways, its better then swinging from the gallows no?" She said with a rather forced laugh. It was true, buy groceries was better then the gallows, but still...for the first time since Norrington had brought her the news it finally sunk in. She really had become a slave. Mara crossed her arms over her chest and turned from Will.
Will inwardly cringed at the sad faraway excpertion Mara had on her face. "Like I said I am sorry. This was not how I planned for things to happen." He quickly realized that he was not getting anywhere with this and decided to change the conversation, but he did not know to what. Luckily for him Mara did it for him.
"Um...where am I to stay?" She had been looking about the workshop for a place that might be comfortable enough to sleep.
Will thought a moment then went to the far wall and opened a door. Mara looked at it in surprise. She had not seen it there at all and wondered if it was its purpose.
"In here..." He pointed inside. "You can sleep in here for tonight until I can make arraignment's to get another bed for you." He smiled.
Mara walked over and looked into the small room. It was small and furnished very sparsely. The bed was pushed up against the side of the wall and a small wooden box next to the bed acting as a night stand. On the floor there was a large worn looking rug and opposite the bed there was a big dresser that probably contained Will's belongings. It was very clean and surprisingly very cozy inside.
"You want me to stay here?" Mara asked a little surprised.
"I have no where else to put you, and besides I can just sleep out here on the bench. After all you've had it harder them me." Will said with a warm grin. He was doing his best to be polite. "I think tomorrow if I can get some of the materials I can build another bed."
Mara stepped into the cautiously. She was afraid to touch anything that was inside for it was a lot nicer then she had grown accustom to in the jail.
"Anyways we should get some rest that way we will be ready for tomorrow." Will said with a slight nod.
"Thank you..." Was all the Mara could manage in return as she watched him close the door and left her to her own devices. Mara walked over to the bed and sat down sinking into the deep cushioned bed. She giggled in spite of her self and shifted to lay down. It was unbelievably comfortable compared to the cold hard floor of the jail and as soon as her head touched the pillow she fell into a deep sleep.