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Chapter 27

Somehow Constance had managed to persuade Armando to let her join him on The Queen Anne's Revenge. After yet another terrifying experience of having her feet removed from the safety of the floor and being flown to the ship, Constance was worried about what would happen.

From the past few hours of being back in Armando's company, she was afraid that she may have lost him slightly. He was far more temperamental and seemed to have only one thing on his mind, and it definitely wasn't her. Not that she was overly jealous, it was just a hard idea to accept that after nine years of looking for him, he had not been doing the same, although she knew that he was trapped and couldn't have looked for her even if he wanted to. But she knew very well who he was looking for and his obsession was disturbing her.

She stood and watched as he seethed at Barbossa who looked as though he wished he was anywhere but in the presence of the moody Spaniard.

"Where is the Sparrow. For your cordial intent will no longer save you". Captain Salazar hissed, his hair whipping around him like seaweed as he moved almost in a snake like fashion. It was one of the main changes that Constance had come to recognise and wondered if the curse had not just altered his appearance but his mind and mannerisms as well. He had once stood so tall and proud but the way his back hunched and his head moved in jerked motions was both mesmerising and strange to behold.

Captain Barbossa looked as though he was trying to stay calm and Constance watched a glimmer of his teeth appear from behind his teeth and wondered what the crafty pirate had planned.

"Ay, but as you can see it is not yet dawn and therefore our deal has not been completed yet. Allow me till dawn Captain and then ye will have your way". Barbossa smiled, his loophole being a saving grace. Constance watched as Captain Salazar's hand tightened around his rusty rapier and she was worried that he was going to impale the cocky pirate with it. But instead he clenched his jaw and much to her surprise, he began to tell Barbossa the tale of how he met Jack Sparrow and how he ended up in this situation. His voice was filled with rage despite it sounding so hollow and Constance didn't think she could quite handle listening to it again for she hated to see him distressed or annoyed. In this case it was the latter.

Slowly, Constance walked away. She had seen the crew of the Silent Mary on board The Queen Anne's Revenge and was sure that she had seen Santos and Magda. She didn't have to look far as they were taunting some frightened looking pirates causing Constance to furrow her brow at them. She realised they were messing with Murtogg and Mullroy. Sighing, she approached them and tried to gain the ghosts attention. They almost instantly stopped what they were doing and she allowed herself to observe them properly.

They looked as though they had been killed in a pretty horrific way and that thought caused her eyes to burn with unshed tears. It was still a hard thought to stomach knowing that the people she had spent so long thinking of were dead but she tried to remind herself that at least she had another chance of being with them and perhaps even helping them.

"Long time no see". She whispered and she watched as Santos gestured for the two pirates to scurry away. The ghosts approached her and she saw a flicker of sadness in their eyes.

"You haven't changed a bit". Santos said giving her a small smile and Constance smiled back, wishing that the atmosphere between them was not so awkward. It was odd seeing them again and like her dear Captain, even their behaviour had seemed to have been corrupted. In her time with them, they had never seemed to be unnecessarily cruel and she was beginning to damn Sparrow herself for causing these people who were once honourable to be so different.

"I would say the same about you both". She laughed in reply but her joke was not greeted with mirth, instead they gave her very cold looks and she felt her laughter dwindle and become nervous.

"Sorry, that was quite rude wasn't it. I have heard what happened to you. I don't really know what to say". She spoke quickly and felt herself step back when Magda approached her.

"There is nothing to say. But I am interested in how you have been" He said and Constance gave him a small smile, thankful that he was trying to initiate normal conversation.

"Lonely I suppose. I have spent years looking for the Captain and here I am. Nothing particularly exciting has occurred". She replied, her mind trying to push back the memories of her parents and her fiancé who haunted her dreams. She shook her head to clear he mind and gave them both a small awkward wave and gestured to them that she should be on her way.

As she walked away, she felt her heart sink a little. She had perhaps been naïve thinking that everyone would be happy to see her or even be free. They were all obsessed with the same thing and it had completely changed them all. Of course, they had some humanity left but it was hard to see at times. She sighed as she approached Armando who was walking away from Captain Barbossa. They passed one another and she wanted to snap at him when he completely ignored her and began to ramble in his native tongue to some of his crew, one which was Lesaro.

She was going to just sit on the side of the ship and wait till it all blew over but suddenly remembered that Captain Barbossa had her silver dagger. She quickly made her way to him and tried to discreetly talk to him without arousing any suspicion. The last thing she needed was Armando believing she was best friends with pirates. Considering the nature of her dead lover, she could quite easily see herself on the receiving end of his blade and him only realising what he had done moments later. That dark thought caused a shiver run through her body and she realised how unpredictable he now was. It was rather terrifying to think that Armando could be completely consumed by the curse and not even acknowledge his actions. After all, he had already killed the Royal Navy and non-pirates so his morals were beginning to deteriorate.

Very slowly, she turned her head to Barbossa and began to speak.

"I need my dagger back". She whispered.

"And I'd like my fleet back". He replied, his eyes flickering to her hair which had been beaten by the sea wind and was now nearly resembling Captain Salazar's. Constance clenched her jaw at his response and noticed his eyes roam over her hair, causing her to attempt to get it back under control.

"Look, I know that you think I'm with the ghosts over there. And from what you know already, then yes you are correct I am with them. But they are not the same people I once knew and I am determined to fix this. I need my dagger back and you need to tell me what all this trident business is". She demanded. When she got no reply, she sighed and tried to keep her head straight ahead so that the crew of the Silent Mary would not be suspicious of her actions.

"I don't want any more unnecessary deaths and I do not share the same ideology as Captain Salazar. You could have quite easily killed me or given me to the crew when you found me, but you didn't. For that reason, despite the fact that I know you knew that Captain Salazar was the man I loved and were willing to use that fact, I don't think you deserve to die. So please, can you give me my dagger back?" She asked desperately, hoping that her voice had stayed quiet.

"The Trident of Poseidon holds power which is unimaginable. Particularly, it has been said to break any curse of the sea". Captain explained quietly, ignoring her demand for the dagger and Constance's eyes widened at the new information.

"And Jack is heading for this?" She asked, louder than she expected.

"Ay, whoever has the trident controls the sea", He murmured thoughtfully and she couldn't help but narrow her eyes at him. She was about to say something when he stealthy passed her the dagger so quickly that she almost dropped it. She was surprised that he had given it her back and she was about to question him when he gave her a smile and a wink causing her to wonder what he was planning.

"Speaking of Jack". Captain Barbossa grinned and Constance hurriedly shoved the dagger into her belt and looked up to see a small dark speck in the distance that she assumed was a boat. And there just beyond the ship was the sunrise just peaking over the sea. She quickly glanced at Barbossa who was now looking at the Compass so smugly in his hands and she couldn't help but smile at the crafty older pirate.

Her small moment of joy was interrupted by the sound of scraping from behind her and she didn't need to turn to know who was there. She watched as Barbossa bowed to him in an almost mocking fashion and he gestured to the ship in the distance. She looked once again and was surprised to see what looked like an island up ahead.

"There is ye Sparrow, Captain and I do believe kept me word". Barbossa grinned and Constance turned to finally face Captain Salazar who looked both relieved to finally find Jack but also a tad disappointed that he could not kill the pirate who was now standing proudly in front of him.

But as Captain Salazar was looking at the ship in the distance using his trusted telescope that was being held by Lesaro and thinking about revenge, Constance was thinking about the Trident. After all, if it could break all the curses then Armando would be free of the curse which was plaguing him. But judging by the power of this Trident, Constance assumed that she was not the only one trying to get to it. She couldn't quite believe what she was thinking but as The Queen Anne's Revenge followed by the Silent Mary got closer to Sparrow's ship, the more Constance began to realise that she may have to join the race to find the Trident as well.

She didn't want to go against Armando but as she watched him and the fire which raged through his eyes, she knew deep down that he would stay trapped as a prisoner to this curse unless someone did something. And this time, it had to be her.

She nodded her head to herself and jumped when she felt Captain Salazar pull her towards him.

"You will stay here whist I deal with the Sparrow. I will keep an officer here to keep you safe from harm". He murmured and she was taken back at how much softer he sounded, but still the hatred in his eyes remained and she nodded her head gently in reply.

Then as she watched with awe as the crew of the Silent Mary and their Captain jumped back onto the Silent Mary, Constance stood near Barbossa and prepared to watch the show ahead. All the while she thought about how on earth she could save her Captain without betraying him.

After all, she didn't want to run from the dead.