6. Chapter: Disappointment and Indignation
"William Turner I challenge you to a sword duel in order to protect the honour of Lady Elizabeth Swann!"
For a whole 30 seconds nobody said a word, everybody being stunned.
Will was completely confused. What was going on here? First he gets slapped by a woman and now this stupid squid of a Commodore had to voice his sick urge for a sword duel. Had everybody gone insane all of the sudden? *Not that it would be anything new on Norrington.*
Will looked down at his love, still sitting in her chair. But she had gone tense, her shoulders straightened and her posture rigid as she looked up at her aunt, speechless, confused, but also .hurt? His mind was going frantic now, searching for the reason of her displeasure, not caring about Norrington and his challenge, for the moment. Elizabeth was more important. What of the recent happenings had upset her? The faint stinging of his cheek gave him the answer. Cait had slapped him. *Elizabeth must be so disappointed. Her aunt, whom she definitely loves, doesn't, can't be happy for her, us..It must hurt her so much.*
Will cursed silently, why had it all to be so complicated? Why couldn't people just let them be.?
Meanwhile Elizabeth just couldn't believe it. She had slapped him.SLAPPED him!! And without any reason at all it seemed. Could it be that Cait disliked Will this much? Why? How? Elizabeth just couldn't understand it.
She had been so happy when the news of her aunt's and grandmother's visit had arrived. She had been thrilled to tell them of Will, present him to her family. She had been looking forward to see them talk, interact, hear her relative's opinion of Will, to get their blessing. That was what she had wished for..for them to get along, to like each other. For Will to feel at ease with her family, for him to feel like he belonged somewhere. Belong to her. and her family.
But now.she felt like crying, disappointment and sadness cursing through her, leaving roughed up emotions and sentiments.
"Why.?" she whispered out into the silence of the room, something inside of her stopping her from screaming it out like she wanted to.
"'Tis is a misunderstanding I fear." The governor's voice echoed through the tense air in the room, as every-one looked at him.
"Then pray tell us what exactly is going on here." Will replied. "What's there to be misunderstood is beyond me.what have we done, that has the potential of being misinterpreted?"
With that he looked down at Elizabeth questioningly. But her look told him, that she was as clueless as he was. And she was starting to grow angry. She was still fighting for control on her emotions, but an angry annoyance was starting to boil deep down in her heart. Will saw that. He could always read her emotions, be it through her gestures, actions or her eyes. Which said it all to him at the moment, because Elizabeth didn't even try to hide it from him.not that she did that on other times anyway.but still.
"What did you think?" Elizabeth looked into Cait's eyes, trying to get an answer, before her anger took over. "Tell me!" she demanded angrily, while Will frowned at Hannah, who was as silent as she had been the whole evening. Why didn't she ever say something? She seemed all calm and cool, whatever happened. It was annoying that you couldn't see what she was thinking,.but on the other hand Will was thankful, that she wasn't making a scene like her daughter. What had crawled up 'her' spine and died there anyway.?
He didn't really expect her to say anything, but Hannah smiled at him, and seeing that her daughter wasn't going to answer any time soon, for obvious reasons (obvious to all but Will and Elizabeth.), she said: "It is about your conversation about yesterday night's happenings."
Will's frown deepened.
"So.?" This didn't explain the strange behaviour.couldn't this woman give a straight answer for once, he thought somewhat annoyed. He tried to remember what they had said only minutes before.speaking out his thoughts loud.
"So we talked about yesterday night, and that we.Oh." His eyes widened slightly as the realization dawned on him and his cheeks were covered in a very faint blush. The corners of his mouth curved slightly upwards, betraying the surprised, annoyed and somewhat mischievous grin, which threatened to overcome his features. Did they really think THAT?
*No wonder Caitlyn spilled out her drink.* He chuckled silently.
Still astonished he raised an eyebrow at Hannah and Jonathan, silently asking them if it could really be. The Governor nodded at him, obviously enjoying himself.
Will tore his gaze away and looked down at his love again. Comprehending at once that he had worked out what the others were talking about, Elizabeth locked her eyes with his.
And understood immediately.
A small cry of annoyance and indignation came from her lips, as she gaped at Will, then at Cait and Norrington.
"Tell me it isn't true! How do you come to just assume things about our private life. About this!! This is none of your concern!" How could they?
Elizabeth was literately boiling from indignation. She just couldn't grasp that they would think about her and Will, being like this. This was only for her and him.none of the others. Needless to say she was not a happy camper. Not at all.
Angry she jumped from her chair and marched up to Norrington, tapping her forefinger into his chest, her other hand on her waist. "And you!!!!! Above all!! How dare you, think about me, about US like this! You have no right to do this. Nor do you have the right to challenge Will to duel you over this. To defend my honour, yeah right, you bloody bastard- " Masterly she ignored the shocked and,..well shocked gasps at her choice of words in the room and simply continued with her tirade, never ceasing to stab the man before her with every syllable to emphasize her point. "I can defend my honour on my own, not that it would ever be in danger as long as I am with Will. On the contrary, it suffers more from your dirty thoughts and thinking of me this low. As does his honour! I detest you and your disturbed mind!" More gasps.though mostly, or rather only from Cait.
With having said this she turned around, cheeks flushed from anger, and made her way across the room, purposely ignoring to look at her aunt, back to Will, who understood right away, that Elizabeth needed some privacy now. With an apologizing look at Jonathan, he met her on her way through the room, wound one calming hand around her waist, opened the door for her with the other, nudging her gently outside.
"We won't be long." He said over his shoulder into the room, without really looking at anyone in it. His mind being only on 'Liz at the moment.
Silently he lead her through the manor, downstairs, through the servant's entrance in the back of the house. Once outside he could hear her taking a long shuddering breath as she tried in vain to keep her composure until they were out of sight. Elizabeth knew where Will wanted to take her. Where she could be free to let her emotions go, while he would guard her.
Together they made their way through the adjacent woods to the manor. It was already dark, normally too dark to find a way through the thicket of all kind of trees, mostly palm trees, bushes, fallen tree trunks and ferns and flowers. But it wasn't a problem for the couple, both of them having walked this path nearly twice a day for the last 10 months. They could find their way in the dark, though Will walked in front of her anyway, just in case, to prevent her from falling, holding one of her hands in his, securely, all the way.
After about 10 minutes of steady walking they reached their destination. A clearing in the woods, far enough from the manor to not be overheard, secluded and lonely.
But not to them, for they never came here alone, only always with each other. If one walked a little further the path would end short at the cliffs of Port Royal's inlet.
The view from up there was breathtaking, for one could only see ocean as far as the eye could reach. Especially when the sun was setting, being reflected on the water, creating all different hues of yellow, orange, red and from time to time deep purple, added to the deep blue of the sea.
A great play of colours.
It was quite a romantic place.
Their place. Their little corner of the world, where they could be together without any prying eyes. Nobody else knew about it.
Elizabeth's father knew, of course, that they tended to disappear together from time to time, actually every evening and morning if they could afford it. But he didn't mind, knowing that his daughter was save with the young talented blacksmith. After, of course, Will told him, that he always carried a sword with him, so he could protect Elizabeth if necessary.
In the beginning Will had been really astonished, that the Governor would let him go with his daughter, alone. But who could ever think him to hurt Elizabeth surly had to be blind. To the Governor it was painfully obvious how much this boy loved his daughter. And he would not stand between the two of them.
Not that anybody could.
Carefully Will lead Elizabeth to their favourite trunk, sat down and positioned him with his back to the rough bark, after having discarded the belt with his sword and having laid it on the ground next to him, so he could draw the blade immediately if need be.
He looked up at the woman before him, reached out with his hand and called softly to her.
"'Liz, come here, love. Let me hold you."
Wordlessly she nodded and took his offered hand so he could pull her down gently, careful not to make her fall over, and position her in his lap. Will could feel her trembling with emotions and it tore at his heart.
How could they be this careless to hurt and upset her. He should have protected her somehow.
In times like this, when she was upset and so vulnerable he only wanted to take her in his arms, never letting her go again, protecting her from everything and everyone. But he knew she wouldn't want this. She wanted to be independent, he respected and loved this about her. As he loved so many other things in her.
She was a strong woman.
And if events took their toll on her he would always be there, to hold her, make things better. He had vowed this to himself a long time ago.
So he took her in his strong arms, shutting the world out, giving her the room and the chance to let her emotions, worries and fears go.
As soon as she felt herself being clasped in his firm, but loving embrace, Elizabeth relaxed and let the tears, that she had fought since the disappointment in her aunt, fall.
Will simply held her, murmuring quiet loving, reassuring words in her ear, to calm her down. Slowly she relaxed, running dry of tears, giving herself the chance to rest and fell into a peaceful sleep not soon after.
"Rest, my love. Things will get better, I promise you they will." The whispered words barely reached her consciousness.
Ok, this was really hard work. I don't know,..it's not quite how I imagined it, but it will do, I think. What about you? Bad? Worse? Or absolute crap?
Sorry, that the duel isn't taking place now. But I have integrated it in the story,.for later chapters. So just continue to read, and you will come across it.
For my Reviewers:
PirateAngel: Thanks for the idea with the sword fight. I like it. It's a good opportunity to torture Norrington..
Orli *N* Keira: *laughs* I love your reviews. You know how to encourage someone! Thanks a lot!
Orlandolover31: Thanks for the review! I am trying to update it as soon as I can, but I really have been struggling with this chappie. Hope you like it.
Lordlanceahlot: I really try to make it funny. I am happy it makes you laugh! *g*
Odango-Chan: Thanks for the long review! Love it. Helps me a lot.
Seaspray: here you go! So please no virus! *g*
Silver Eyes Bright, Jaina solo fel, Raven, PhoenixMageFire: I feel honoured by all your kind reviews! Makes me think, this story can't be too bad. Thanks a lot!
Sorry it took me so long to update this..but I had kind of a few difficulties writing it. Hope you like it. Sorry about the non-existing duel right now. But it's coming in later chapters. Now I am finished with apologizing. *g* Please read, and tell me what you think about it.
NightLight4
"William Turner I challenge you to a sword duel in order to protect the honour of Lady Elizabeth Swann!"
For a whole 30 seconds nobody said a word, everybody being stunned.
Will was completely confused. What was going on here? First he gets slapped by a woman and now this stupid squid of a Commodore had to voice his sick urge for a sword duel. Had everybody gone insane all of the sudden? *Not that it would be anything new on Norrington.*
Will looked down at his love, still sitting in her chair. But she had gone tense, her shoulders straightened and her posture rigid as she looked up at her aunt, speechless, confused, but also .hurt? His mind was going frantic now, searching for the reason of her displeasure, not caring about Norrington and his challenge, for the moment. Elizabeth was more important. What of the recent happenings had upset her? The faint stinging of his cheek gave him the answer. Cait had slapped him. *Elizabeth must be so disappointed. Her aunt, whom she definitely loves, doesn't, can't be happy for her, us..It must hurt her so much.*
Will cursed silently, why had it all to be so complicated? Why couldn't people just let them be.?
Meanwhile Elizabeth just couldn't believe it. She had slapped him.SLAPPED him!! And without any reason at all it seemed. Could it be that Cait disliked Will this much? Why? How? Elizabeth just couldn't understand it.
She had been so happy when the news of her aunt's and grandmother's visit had arrived. She had been thrilled to tell them of Will, present him to her family. She had been looking forward to see them talk, interact, hear her relative's opinion of Will, to get their blessing. That was what she had wished for..for them to get along, to like each other. For Will to feel at ease with her family, for him to feel like he belonged somewhere. Belong to her. and her family.
But now.she felt like crying, disappointment and sadness cursing through her, leaving roughed up emotions and sentiments.
"Why.?" she whispered out into the silence of the room, something inside of her stopping her from screaming it out like she wanted to.
"'Tis is a misunderstanding I fear." The governor's voice echoed through the tense air in the room, as every-one looked at him.
"Then pray tell us what exactly is going on here." Will replied. "What's there to be misunderstood is beyond me.what have we done, that has the potential of being misinterpreted?"
With that he looked down at Elizabeth questioningly. But her look told him, that she was as clueless as he was. And she was starting to grow angry. She was still fighting for control on her emotions, but an angry annoyance was starting to boil deep down in her heart. Will saw that. He could always read her emotions, be it through her gestures, actions or her eyes. Which said it all to him at the moment, because Elizabeth didn't even try to hide it from him.not that she did that on other times anyway.but still.
"What did you think?" Elizabeth looked into Cait's eyes, trying to get an answer, before her anger took over. "Tell me!" she demanded angrily, while Will frowned at Hannah, who was as silent as she had been the whole evening. Why didn't she ever say something? She seemed all calm and cool, whatever happened. It was annoying that you couldn't see what she was thinking,.but on the other hand Will was thankful, that she wasn't making a scene like her daughter. What had crawled up 'her' spine and died there anyway.?
He didn't really expect her to say anything, but Hannah smiled at him, and seeing that her daughter wasn't going to answer any time soon, for obvious reasons (obvious to all but Will and Elizabeth.), she said: "It is about your conversation about yesterday night's happenings."
Will's frown deepened.
"So.?" This didn't explain the strange behaviour.couldn't this woman give a straight answer for once, he thought somewhat annoyed. He tried to remember what they had said only minutes before.speaking out his thoughts loud.
"So we talked about yesterday night, and that we.Oh." His eyes widened slightly as the realization dawned on him and his cheeks were covered in a very faint blush. The corners of his mouth curved slightly upwards, betraying the surprised, annoyed and somewhat mischievous grin, which threatened to overcome his features. Did they really think THAT?
*No wonder Caitlyn spilled out her drink.* He chuckled silently.
Still astonished he raised an eyebrow at Hannah and Jonathan, silently asking them if it could really be. The Governor nodded at him, obviously enjoying himself.
Will tore his gaze away and looked down at his love again. Comprehending at once that he had worked out what the others were talking about, Elizabeth locked her eyes with his.
And understood immediately.
A small cry of annoyance and indignation came from her lips, as she gaped at Will, then at Cait and Norrington.
"Tell me it isn't true! How do you come to just assume things about our private life. About this!! This is none of your concern!" How could they?
Elizabeth was literately boiling from indignation. She just couldn't grasp that they would think about her and Will, being like this. This was only for her and him.none of the others. Needless to say she was not a happy camper. Not at all.
Angry she jumped from her chair and marched up to Norrington, tapping her forefinger into his chest, her other hand on her waist. "And you!!!!! Above all!! How dare you, think about me, about US like this! You have no right to do this. Nor do you have the right to challenge Will to duel you over this. To defend my honour, yeah right, you bloody bastard- " Masterly she ignored the shocked and,..well shocked gasps at her choice of words in the room and simply continued with her tirade, never ceasing to stab the man before her with every syllable to emphasize her point. "I can defend my honour on my own, not that it would ever be in danger as long as I am with Will. On the contrary, it suffers more from your dirty thoughts and thinking of me this low. As does his honour! I detest you and your disturbed mind!" More gasps.though mostly, or rather only from Cait.
With having said this she turned around, cheeks flushed from anger, and made her way across the room, purposely ignoring to look at her aunt, back to Will, who understood right away, that Elizabeth needed some privacy now. With an apologizing look at Jonathan, he met her on her way through the room, wound one calming hand around her waist, opened the door for her with the other, nudging her gently outside.
"We won't be long." He said over his shoulder into the room, without really looking at anyone in it. His mind being only on 'Liz at the moment.
Silently he lead her through the manor, downstairs, through the servant's entrance in the back of the house. Once outside he could hear her taking a long shuddering breath as she tried in vain to keep her composure until they were out of sight. Elizabeth knew where Will wanted to take her. Where she could be free to let her emotions go, while he would guard her.
Together they made their way through the adjacent woods to the manor. It was already dark, normally too dark to find a way through the thicket of all kind of trees, mostly palm trees, bushes, fallen tree trunks and ferns and flowers. But it wasn't a problem for the couple, both of them having walked this path nearly twice a day for the last 10 months. They could find their way in the dark, though Will walked in front of her anyway, just in case, to prevent her from falling, holding one of her hands in his, securely, all the way.
After about 10 minutes of steady walking they reached their destination. A clearing in the woods, far enough from the manor to not be overheard, secluded and lonely.
But not to them, for they never came here alone, only always with each other. If one walked a little further the path would end short at the cliffs of Port Royal's inlet.
The view from up there was breathtaking, for one could only see ocean as far as the eye could reach. Especially when the sun was setting, being reflected on the water, creating all different hues of yellow, orange, red and from time to time deep purple, added to the deep blue of the sea.
A great play of colours.
It was quite a romantic place.
Their place. Their little corner of the world, where they could be together without any prying eyes. Nobody else knew about it.
Elizabeth's father knew, of course, that they tended to disappear together from time to time, actually every evening and morning if they could afford it. But he didn't mind, knowing that his daughter was save with the young talented blacksmith. After, of course, Will told him, that he always carried a sword with him, so he could protect Elizabeth if necessary.
In the beginning Will had been really astonished, that the Governor would let him go with his daughter, alone. But who could ever think him to hurt Elizabeth surly had to be blind. To the Governor it was painfully obvious how much this boy loved his daughter. And he would not stand between the two of them.
Not that anybody could.
Carefully Will lead Elizabeth to their favourite trunk, sat down and positioned him with his back to the rough bark, after having discarded the belt with his sword and having laid it on the ground next to him, so he could draw the blade immediately if need be.
He looked up at the woman before him, reached out with his hand and called softly to her.
"'Liz, come here, love. Let me hold you."
Wordlessly she nodded and took his offered hand so he could pull her down gently, careful not to make her fall over, and position her in his lap. Will could feel her trembling with emotions and it tore at his heart.
How could they be this careless to hurt and upset her. He should have protected her somehow.
In times like this, when she was upset and so vulnerable he only wanted to take her in his arms, never letting her go again, protecting her from everything and everyone. But he knew she wouldn't want this. She wanted to be independent, he respected and loved this about her. As he loved so many other things in her.
She was a strong woman.
And if events took their toll on her he would always be there, to hold her, make things better. He had vowed this to himself a long time ago.
So he took her in his strong arms, shutting the world out, giving her the room and the chance to let her emotions, worries and fears go.
As soon as she felt herself being clasped in his firm, but loving embrace, Elizabeth relaxed and let the tears, that she had fought since the disappointment in her aunt, fall.
Will simply held her, murmuring quiet loving, reassuring words in her ear, to calm her down. Slowly she relaxed, running dry of tears, giving herself the chance to rest and fell into a peaceful sleep not soon after.
"Rest, my love. Things will get better, I promise you they will." The whispered words barely reached her consciousness.
Ok, this was really hard work. I don't know,..it's not quite how I imagined it, but it will do, I think. What about you? Bad? Worse? Or absolute crap?
Sorry, that the duel isn't taking place now. But I have integrated it in the story,.for later chapters. So just continue to read, and you will come across it.
For my Reviewers:
PirateAngel: Thanks for the idea with the sword fight. I like it. It's a good opportunity to torture Norrington..
Orli *N* Keira: *laughs* I love your reviews. You know how to encourage someone! Thanks a lot!
Orlandolover31: Thanks for the review! I am trying to update it as soon as I can, but I really have been struggling with this chappie. Hope you like it.
Lordlanceahlot: I really try to make it funny. I am happy it makes you laugh! *g*
Odango-Chan: Thanks for the long review! Love it. Helps me a lot.
Seaspray: here you go! So please no virus! *g*
Silver Eyes Bright, Jaina solo fel, Raven, PhoenixMageFire: I feel honoured by all your kind reviews! Makes me think, this story can't be too bad. Thanks a lot!
Sorry it took me so long to update this..but I had kind of a few difficulties writing it. Hope you like it. Sorry about the non-existing duel right now. But it's coming in later chapters. Now I am finished with apologizing. *g* Please read, and tell me what you think about it.
NightLight4
