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11 years later…
"Samantha. I am sorry, wait do not go!" Alessandro shouted as Samantha galloped away on her horse, Midnight. She made it to the house and shoved the doors open.
"No, No and No! Papa!" Sam screamed as she ran through the front door. She walked over to the study door, opened it and slammed it shut, causing her father to spill tea on his shirt. He sighed and put the tea down on the table.
"What is it, Sambella?" Her father, Gianni, asked his 19 year old daughter. He knew what was coming and was prepared for it.
"I will not marry Alessandro! He was very nice at first, but then he started say how I must change and become more feminine and less of a hellcat!" Samantha shouted, throwing her hat on the couch and plopping down next to it.
"Il mio piccolo fiore, please. Reconsider this, you are leaving tomorrow morning for Port Royal. Elizabeth is already getting married, you need an escort for the wedding." He explained calmly, but got another tantrum from his daughter.
"I do not need to bring an escort father! No one will care, and I doubt Elizabeth will mind. She is my best friend. Same with Will." She said, thinking about all the times she tried to get Will and Elizabeth together. She always wondered who had made them see that they were perfect for each other.
Her father sighed, taking another drink of tea from his cup. Sam waiting for an answer grew nervous, not knowing what her father would say. Her father was a generous and loving man, but he had his moments where he was extremely mean. Those moments were rare though. He put the tea down again and looked at his daughter.
"Alright. We will wait until you get back from Port Royal, until we decide who you will marry. Do I make myself clear, Sambella?" Her father, Gianni, asked. Samantha ran over to him and threw her arms around him.
"Oh, thank you papa! I need to go pack for Port Royal. When am I leaving again father?" She asked, standing in the doorframe.
"Tomorrow morning, but If you want and hurry, I will arrange a boat to bring you in one hour." He said, finishing of the tea.
"Yes papa. That will be wonderful; I can surprise Lizzie by coming early." She smiled; think of a plan to scare her. Her father noticed her smiling and frowned.
"Don't you dare do anything bad while you are there, Sambella. You are representing Italy." He scolded, taking a book of the shelf and handing it to Sam. She read the cover out loud.
"What Girls Learn. Why do I need this father?" She asked, looking at the book cover.
"In case you get bored on the way there. Now go on and pack. I will arrange the ship to leave soon." He said, sitting back down and reading over some documents. She kissed him on the cheek and ran out the door.
Samantha had just finished packing and took one more look around her room. Her big oak bed, with pink satin sheets and red cotton blankets was neat for a change. Her floor you could actually see for a changewas wood."I never knew my floor was wooden." Sam said to herself.
The balcony window was open, and Sam walked over to close it when she saw Vittoria. She waved and ran down the stairs to greet her.
"Vittoria!" She yelled, running out the front door, butlers behind her carrying her bags.
"Ciao Sam!" She smiled, and kissed her on both cheeks, Sam did the same. "Are you going today?" Vittoria asked, glancing at all the luggage.
"Si. Papa, asked me if I'd like to go today and I said yes." Samantha said, taking the luggage from the butler, Ramsey. Vittoria frowned.
"I thought we were going to go to the bar tonight and sing." She said, looking at her feet. Samantha froze and began apologizing.
"Vittoria, I am so sorry! Please forgive me, I promise I'll make it up to you." She said, hugging her friend. Vittoria laughed, and hugged her friend back.
"I was only kidding, but now you owe me two rums instead of one. Si?" She giggled, letting go and walking down to the docks with Samantha.
"Si, I swear I will, and I'll bring you something back from Port Royal." Samantha said, hugging her friend once more, before she boarded the ship.
"Good bye Vittoria!" Samantha shouted, from a large distance.
Faintly you heard, "Good-bye Samantha!" Sam smiled, and walked up to the helm to talk to the captain.
"Hello, Captain Hordes, how are you?" She asked, flicking a bug off her shoulder. The captain looked at Sam and smiled,
"Fine Miss Samantha. You should not be up here. It can get pretty dangerous." He warned, looking at the sky.
Sam smiled, "Oh, don't worry about me. I'm perfectly capable of handling myself." Captain Hordes just laughed, and continued sailing. Sam skipped down to her room and went to sleep.
"Elizabeth, so nice to see you!" Samantha exclaimed, hugging her best friend.
"Oh, I've missed you so much, Samantha. Port Royal has been so boring." She smiled, and looked over Samantha's shoulder and frowned.
"Where is your escort?" She asked. Sam smiled and proudly stated,
"Didn't bring one with me, Lizzie." Lizzie shocked, walked away from her. Samantha ran after her,
"What's wrong?" She asked, stopping her friend.
"Sorry, only people with escorts are allowed at my wedding." She huffed, and walked up to Will. Samantha stood there watching her in disbelief.
"I'll be your date miss. I might smell bad and look weird, but no one will see me, the weddin's at night. So I'll just…smell bad." The man said smiling.
Samantha woke up in a cold sweat. She looked around and sighed, falling back onto the pillow.
"It was only a dream, thank goodness." She whispered, wiping the sweat off her forehead. She looked over to the right and looked out the window. It looked amazing, she got up and threw a robe over her bodice and walked onto the balcony. The sky was a light orange, with red streaks stretching across the sky like a rainbow. The sun was slowly peaking over the horizon like a child playing hide and seek waiting for someone to catch her.
"Land ho!" Someone shouted and she looked over and saw a familiar port. Her old home, Port Royal. She ran into her room and put on a simple dress, one she could run in easily. It wasn't that fancy, it was cream white and had blue lines going vertical from the end of the waist to the feet. She went up on deck and stared at her homeport as the tied to the dock.
"Port Royal, your worst nightmare is back." Samantha laughed, and so did the crew that overheard her. She walked over to the captain and once again thanked him.
"You were all so wonderful for putting up with me." She smiled at the crew and hugged them all. She stepped down on the docks, and made her way to the Governor's house.
(Samantha's P.O.V)
I just finished walking up the hill to the governor's house and that was a workout itself.
"I should have gotten a carriage." I thought, but was interrupted when a little boy ran into me.
"'Scuse me miss. I didn't see you…" He trembled, looking over his shoulder.
"That's alright, is someone after you, bello?" I asked, looking at him curiously.
"Yes and I…" He began saying, until he was interrupted by a great big oaf.
"You rotten little kid, you didn't pay for that apple!" He shouted, running as fast as his chubby little legs could carry him. He grabbed the kid but the collar of his worn out shirt and I got angry.
"Excuse me, but, that is no way to speak to a bambino…I mean boy." I said, glaring at the man. He took one look at me and dropped the kid. He bowed down and started apologizing.
"I'm sorry your highness. I did not know you were here, but he stole an apple without paying for it." The man stuttered, not looking me in the eye. I sighed and pulled out 10 shillings and handed it to the man. His eyes went wide,
"That should cover it I suppose." I said, winking at the little boy.
"That is more then enough, your highness. Thank you and good day. Enjoy your visit." He shouted, walking away. Soon he was out of sight.
"People have no common courtesy around here, like they did when I lived here." I said, handing the boy some money.
"Here bello, this should by you and your family some new clothes, food and some leftover to rent an inn." I told him, and he hugged me. It was the greatest feeling in the world.
"Golly, thank you miss. I swares you gots to be the nicest lady eva." He exclaimed, running down the hill. I laughed and continued my walk, until I came to the front door. I knocked and waited to be greeted by Polly.
"Ello…Miss Samantha!" She squealed, pulling me into a bone crushing hug. I laughed,
"It is so nice to see you again, Polly." I exclaimed, putting my heavy bags down.
She smiled, "I'll get Miss Swann for you, and, I guess you want to surprise her so I will not say it is you." She winked, at me as she walked up the stairs. I waited a couple minutes and Will walked right through the door.
"Will!" I shouted, he looked up and his eye lit up. He ran to me and gave me a bug hug, spinning me around. I laughed, and he put me down.
"Samantha, you have no idea how much I have missed you!" He said, putting a box on the table.
"Same with me, bello. I've had no one to get in trouble with! All by myself, getting yelled at is no fun!" I laughed and so did he. He looked incredible, different from when we were children. I took in his features, and then he began speaking.
"From what your letter's tell me, you've gotten into a lot of mischief."
"Oh tons, just before we left, Signeur Hampton, the commodore, got on my nerves…" I began to explain as Will listened eagerly.
Laughter roared from the hallway was Will and I laughed.
"Wait, and the best part is I dyed his wig pink, so he thought my sisters did it and still hasn't figured out I did it!" I giggled, holding my stomach. Suddenly, there was a squeal coming from the stairs, and I turned alarmed, but calmed down once I saw Elizabeth running down the stairs.
"Samantha!" She squealed, running into my arms, hugging me. Hugging was beginning to get on my nerves, but there were so many more hugs that would occur at her wedding. I frowned at the thought, but smiled when Mr. Swann gave me a normal hug.
"It's so nice to see you all again." I said, standing beside Elizabeth, I glanced at her.
"You look beautiful, Lizzie." I commented, handing my bags to another maid.
"Look at you!" Liz exclaimed, "You're gorgeous." She smiled, putting on a jacket.
I glanced in the mirror, I never thought I was pretty. I looked at my dark brown, almost black, wavy hair. My deep blue eyes, had white specks in them which I hated and my skin was copper coated, due to many hours on the ships with Captain Hordes, teaching me things.
"Samantha, we've missed you. Port Royal hasn't been as fun without you." Governor Swann said, walking over to me and spinning me around. I became dizzy and lost my balance with made us all laugh. I brushed myself off as I got up.
"Si, it has been the same in Italy. Boring, but I do have a really good friend there, Vittoria is how you say…meraviglioso." I said, trying to remember how to pronounce 'wonderful' in English. Sure, I could speak English, but some words have escaped my mind.
"She speaks Italian! You have to teach me how, so I can visit you." Elizabeth said hugging Will.
"I am sorry I cannot talk longer, Sam, but I have papers to fill out." Governor Swann said and I nodded. Elizabeth got her parasol and walked out the door with Will and I.
"Where is your escort?" Elizabeth asked, helping me pick out a dress for her wedding. I froze. This was a lot like my dream, I swallowed nervously.
"I do not have one, all the men I have met have tried to change me. That is not the man I want." I replied, showing her a gold and red dress.
Elizabeth laughed, "I thought that would happen…try this dress, instead." She handed me a light blue dress, I put the other one down and began to protest.
"Now, wait one minute! This dress looks like the circus could be going on in there. How many petticoats are there?" I asked, sticking my head in the bottom of the dress. Elizabeth looked at me, confused.
"What are you looking for?" She asked me, pushing me behind the 'changing' screen.
"The Russian circus, I think it's still in here." I stated, smiling at her. She frowned and shoved me farther behind it.
"Hurry up, I want to see it!" She shouted, probably sitting down on a chair.
I walked out and Elizabeth smiled. I have to admit, I didn't look to bad. Light blue, not to poofy, and it was actually the first real dress I've ever worn that was comfortable. I began to walk like a model, twirling about. Elizabeth laughed, clapping.
"Wonderful, I give you a 7 and the dress a 10!" She exclaimed, picking up her bags and walking to the counter. I grabbed my other dress and ran after her.
"Hey, that was insulting." I told her, pretending to be hurt. She glanced at me and rolled her eyes, a smile forming on her lips. I pulled the money out of my handkerchief, and gave it to the lady. She refused to take it.
"Oh no, your highness. It is a gift, from me to you." She smiled, giving me back my money. I looked at her shocked, but accepted the money gratefully.
"Why thank you so much." I replied, walking out the door. Elizabeth glanced at me and spoke,
"From now on, you come with me shopping everywhere." I laughed, and we walked back to her house.
"Wake up!" I screamed in Elizabeth's ear. She jumped up and rubbed her ear, glaring at me.
"My gosh, I am up. You know for a princess, you sure do get on people's nerves easily." She yawned, getting out of bed.
"Thank you. I take great pride in that and at least I am not the one…who will be wearing a big uncomfortable tent for her wedding!" I shouted, she dried her face and looked at me confused.
"I'm going to sift through that to figure out what that meant." She said, sitting on her vanity chair as the maids came in and prepared to doll her up.
"Sift away, sifty." I muttered, walking out the door to get myself ready.
The ceremony was so beautiful; there wasn't anyone in the room who was not crying, except for me. I was fine. Liz looked gorgeous, like always. When I looked at Will, that's when I started to cry. He had tears rolling down his cheeks, and was trembling. I giggled but fell quiet as the ceremony started.
I laughed, as I danced with Elizabeth's father, everyone looked like they were having a good time. The song ended, and Mr. Swann had to sit down, so I went to find Liz and Will. I looked around and finally saw them talking to the Commodore.
"This is my chance." I thought, smiling. I hiked up my skirt and ran over to the Commodore, jumping on his back.
"James, dear, how are you?" I asked, clinging onto his back for dear life. I did not want to fall or Elizabeth would yell at me for dirtying the dress.
"Samantha," He exclaimed, lowering me to the ground, and gave me a big hug. My bones were breaking, I knew it, "I have been great, how about you?" He asked, letting go of me.
"Fine, but I've been better." I whimpered, putting my hand on my back.
"What is wrong?" He asked, concerned. I smiled, always worried that one. He hadn't changed.
"Too many hugs result in bones crushing." I laughed, and so did he. I turned to Will and Elizabeth, and congratulated them.
"Geez Liz," I said, putting my arm around Wills shoulder, "If I'd have known he looked this good, I would have snatched him before you. Come on Will, run off with me to Italy!" He laughed,
"Alright." He said, and began to walk away with me but Elizabeth grabbed him.
"Oh no you don't. You're mine." She exclaimed, throwing her arms over his shoulders.
"Possessive." I laughed, Liz let go of Will and hit me in the arm playfully.
"Well, well…if it isn't the whore from Italy." I groaned, and turned around to see a smug looking Annabelle. We had never gotten along, ever since I threw her in the mud for making fun of Lizzie.
"You shouldn't be talking, from all the gossip I've heard, you've made yourself quite a reputation." I replied, smirking. She glared at Elizabeth, which made her flush.
"Watch your mouth." She growled, hands clenching and unclenching at her side.
"Or what? You can't do anything to me without getting all of my guards after you. I am the princess." I said, frowning. "Unfortunately." I thought, still staring at Annabelle. Her face went red, and she began swearing. The music stopped and everyone stared at her.
"Lei ha preso per essere uno delle persone le più stupide che mai ho incontrato, non menzionare uno del più brutto." I replied in Italian. You have got to be one of the stupidest people I have ever met, not to mention one of the ugliest.
The guards came running up and took her away from me. I turned to look at a very alarmed Lizzie.
"What did you say?" She asked eyes as wide as saucers. I walked past her and said,
"Nothing at all, do not worry about it. I'll tell you later, right now there is a crème puff seducing me." I said walking over to the desert table followed by Elizabeth and Will's laughter.
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