At World's End: Chapter 3
I worked for three weeks, night and day, sewing for five officials. They wanted a new button or patch sewn on every time I thought I had finished. Five identical naval coats and none of the five could agree on anything. Finally, all the changes had been made and I carried them myself to the fort.
I don't want to be a pirate anymore, but living on land is so boring. I had worked very hard in the last thirteen years to forget about all that. But every time I get closer to the water all I can think of is the always-present sea breeze, the spray of the water, and the endless horizon. 'But I don't want to be a pirate anymore.'
Usually, when I enter the fort, all business is hushed. But today, they were talking extremely loudly about Davy Jones. Something about his heart. And then I overheard something about Jack. My Jack. About Elizabeth Swann, William Turner and…Jack Sparrow. 'Captain' I whispered to myself. But he's dead. I knocked on the door and instantly the talk ended.
I braced myself for the ogling that would then occur.
"Miss Meyer, you have the jackets?" Norrington asked me.
"Yes, sir. I do." I hated having to be nice to them. But I had to; if I didn't they would realize who I was. I managed to escape having the brand as well, something even Jack couldn't get out of.
I handed him the packages and could feel the eyes on me. They were looking me over, and over again. 'I wish my dress wasn't so low cut,' I thought.
"If I could just trouble you to try them on, I will then be on my way. I just need to see if the alterations went correctly," I smiled. Even though I hate being ogled, I do know how to use my naturally good looks for the better.
They all obliged me and slipped their respective jackets on. Luckily, I know how to make alterations perfectly and they all fit. I said my good-byes, turned around and left. Unfortunately, Mr. Norrington followed me out the door.
"Miss Meyer, would you allow me the honor of courting you?" He asked, rather shyly.
"Excuse me?" I said, trying not to gag.
"I would very much like to make you my wife someday."
"That's a lot to think about." I tried to smile, but my insides were starting to hurt. I thought I was either going to burst out laughing or be sick. Either one wouldn't be the best choice.
"Yes, of course." He smiled at me again.
"Good day, Captain." I told him and he bent to kiss my hand. I had to remember to scrub it hard when I got home.
When I left the fort, I noticed an odd ship docking at the port. I thought about it for a minute, and then continued on my way home.
I didn't know that the people on that ship would change my life in a matter of minutes.
"I can't believe she's lived in Port Royal and we never met her."
Will, who was still angry about the kiss he saw on the Pearl, replied, "Well, you didn't spend a lot of time with commoners, did you?"
Elizabeth shot him an angry look as they slipped around the stone buildings. "You know how my father feels about pirates. And with bloody good reason."
"Be quiet," Barbossa hissed at the both of them.
They slowly made their way through the town towards the small flat Dani lived in.
"That's it," Barbossa said shortly thereafter. "Go ahead, knock."
Will reached forward and gently rapped on the door. Instantly there she was.
The woman didn't have a pirate-ness, if one could have pirate-ness. She was dressed in an elegant corseted navy blue dress with her dark hair pulled tight on her head. Like most women she wore the powdered make-up and crushed rouge on her cheeks, something Will hadn't seen in a while from the likes of Elizabeth.
She looked kind and calm, that is, until she saw Barbossa. She shrieked and passed out cold on her doorstep.