Two weeks after getting Ragetti and making him his slave, Beckett finally made his move to take over Port Royal a bit more permanently by having Elizabeth and Will arrested for helping Captain Jack Sparrow.
Ragetti was moved to the corner of the room to make enough space for the servants and soldiers that were constantly coming and going to receive their orders from Beckett now.
He was ordered to play soft music for the entire day and his fingers were starting to bleed from the constant stream of music playing he had to do.
He watched as William made a deal with Beckett; the blacksmith refusing to look at him the whole time as he swore to get Jack's compass.
Elizabeth's entrance in the office was a bit more dramatic as she pointed a pistol in Beckett's face.
Smiling, Ragetti prayed for her to pull the trigger and end it.
But Beckett was not moved by the death threat and he just looked away and waved a hand at her, trying to dismiss her.
Ragetti caught her eye and she promptly turned the pistol on him instead.
"Maybe if I shoot him you'll reconsider?" she asked and she knew that she had won when genuine fear crossed Beckett's face. "He seems to be very important to you!"
Looking back at Ragetti, she frowned slightly as she thought that she recognized him from somewhere. It had been a long time since she had seen her kidnapper and he was certainly different looking from before.
His mustache and small goatee were far more well groomed than before and his clothes and face were also much cleaner now that he took a bath every night. His hair was also longer and well groomed, the tips curling naturally.
Pausing, Elizabeth frowned when she saw the pleading look in his good eye.
"Do et, poppet." He whispered and her eyes grew wide when she suddenly realized who he was.
"There! Now move that pistol away from his face!" Beckett ordered, slapping the papers down on his desk. "If you shoot him…I won't hesitate to kill you with my bare hands!"
She looked Ragetti over for a moment more before turning and taking the papers, giving Beckett a glare before leaving.
Ragetti shuddered and groaned as Beckett ran over and hugged him tightly, burying his face in his neck.
"I thought she was going to kill you!" he said, genuine emotion in his voice. "I would die if something happened to my precious harp player!"
Ragetti was silent, cursing Elizabeth for her cowardice and inability to pull a simple trigger.