Cold As Glass: Sequel to Heart of Glass

by Mrs.Hedlund2007

POTC2. After her shot-gun wedding with Sirius, Beaux finds herself called Pirate Lord of the Caspian Sea-after murdering her father. Yet with Norrington's ship lost at sea, she finds is forced to become a pirate once again to avoid the Royal Navy & Death.

3. Chapter 2

Cold As Glass

Sequel to Heart of Glass

A Pirate Lord's Adventure

Chapter 2

I pushed my dress under the hay, concealing it from wandering eyes. Thus hiding the last bit of evidence that showed I had been here and changed my appearance.

I looked back at the apprentice of the black smith, who was sound asleep in the back of the shop. Poor fellow. He was going to be very upset when he finds his clothes were stolen, along with his musket, hat, and boots, and with half of the money he had hidden in there.

I glanced down at myself in the water of the barrel, seeing my reflection for one last time.

My face was covered in soot and hair pulled up underneath the hat. My corset was pulled as tight as it could go, giving me a flat chest and narrowing my hips. I looked more like a boy, than ever before, even when I had wore Sirius's clothes, to try and go around Tortuga with him, without my mother finding out.

I looked down at myself, saw my wedding ring and engagement ring hanging off of the necklace I had kept. Quickly I tucked the necklace under my shirt, while I picked up the pack I had stolen, and double checked to make sure I had all of the jewelry and money I had taken.

Once I was satisfied, I pulled the pack onto my back, along with the musket, and ventured out of the black smith's shop into the dark and misty streets of Port Royal.

I had only one thought on my mind. Passage to Tortuga.

I quietly, yet nonchalantly, walked through the streets, trying to stay away from crowds, but not trying to single myself out as a stranger.

Yet, when I came close to the docks, I found myself surrounded by marines and military personnel.

"You, boy!"

I stopped in my tracks, nervously looking up at the marine.

"Have you seen this girl?" And I had a piece of parchment pushed in my face, of a drawing, with me on it.

And to be honest, they had really made me look ten times more beautiful than I really was.

I shook my head, causing the marine to repeat," Are you sure?"

I shook my head again, causing the marine to groan, and push on to the next man behind me.

Pretending to be unaffected by this search, I kept walking down the shipping lanes, waiting and watching for an opportune moment to jump onto a ship and hide.

Only problem was, most ships were being stalled on an account of "my" disappearance.