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Chapter 34

Armando stalked towards the figure of Henry who was looking resentfully in his direction and was tied up rather harshly against the mast of the Silent Mary. Constance was stuck between watching the now divided sea and her lover, who looked as though he was approaching his prey. Her pale hair stung her face as the wind had all of a sudden picked up and she thought rather poetically how this may be foreshadowing the events that were soon to come. She managed to clear her face of the lose curls that aimed to block her sight and she moved ever so slightly closer to Armando who was looking rather thoughtful.

She watched as Armando's long fingers curled fluidly around his rapier as though he was thinking and very suddenly he lunged at the boy, causing his silky hair to jerk around him and making Henry flinch back abruptly in surprise. Constance wanted to sigh at his rather frightening display but managed to retain that particular desire. She had absolutely no idea how on earth they planned on getting the trident which she could only assume was at the bottom of the sea.

As Armando began to speak to Officer Moss who was situated next to Henry, Constance went towards the starboard and looked over the side of the ship to peer into the cavern of the open sea. It seemed to never end but she was positive she could just about make out the sea floor. Her mind reeled as she came to the quick conclusion that the sea floor would fundamentally be considered as land. She glanced back at Armando who was pacing up and down and wondered if they had any idea of the danger they would be in if they were to pursue the trident and in Armando's case, Jack Sparrow.

Walking back quickly, Constance grimaced as her arm throbbed but tried to ignore the pain.

"Armando..?" She asked tentatively, any confidence which had previously been there had disappeared by the idea that she may yet again lose the man she loved. She would not be lying to say that she was tired with the adventure she had been plunged into but she reminded herself that her physical needs could be put on hold. Although deep down she realised how hungry and tired she was from the most recent events.

At her words, his head whipped around very quickly and it took all her power to not flinch at him. Even in his human form he was rather imposing and she secretly wondered if he enjoyed scaring people. He inclined his head as though to let her continue and hesitantly she approached the dead captain.

"I do not know if you are aware, but considering the sea has just parted, it seems very likely that both the trident and Jack Sparrow are currently on land. Something which I hate to remind you, is not possible for you or the crew ". As she spoke, she was surprised to see no alarm on his face and instead he had a rather smug expression. When he didn't reply, she huffed and folded her arms. Her tiredness was replaced immediately with frustration.

"Did you not hear a word of what I just said? You won't be able to get to them or the trident without being decimated as soon as you touch the floor". She snapped, her patience wearing thin. However, her frustration was more aimed at the prospect of losing him once again.

Armando in reply suddenly turned his back on her and she was about to grab his arm to pull him back when much to her shock, he appeared to almost walk through the body of Henry. She made a noise of alarm as Armando had completely disappeared and she watched as Lieutenant Lesaro and Officer Moss slowly untied Henry from the ship's remaining mast. The boy looked odd and he appeared to blink his eyes rapidly as though he had something stuck in his eye. Constance was slowly coming to realisation about what had just occurred.

However, she couldn't speak through shock and very slowly, she watched as Henry removed the rope from around his waist and walked towards her until they were but inches away. She felt her lips tremble and her eyes flicker across his face and released a gasp when her eyes locked onto his own.

They were not the young, determined eyes of Henry Turner. But instead they were the dark passionate eyes of the man she loved. She was about to take a step back when Henry's hand clamped itself around her own and drew her closer to his body. She was disconcerted to say the least and despite Henry being an attractive young man, she did not wish to be in his arms.

"Problem sorted". Came the hollow voice of Captain Salazar out of the mouth of Henry Turner. The crew of the Silent Mary looked very pleased with their Captain but Constance was anything but.

"Since when could you possess people?" She asked in disbelief but only gained a sly smile in return. He let go of her arm and instead placed his hand near her head to capture a stray curl that had been blowing in her face. As though a magician, he drew back his hand and a black ribbon which he had once given her was hanging deftly from Henry's fingers. She took it from him and was grateful to be able to get her hair out of the way and silently reminded herself to ask him once everything was over if he could do any more tricks. Shaking her head from such trivial thoughts, she pushed him away slightly and regained her courage.

"Ok, so you can now step on land. But the rest of your crew can't. Also, how on earth are you planning on getting back up from the bottom of the sea?" She rambled, hoping to god that someone had at least half a plan. She watched as the crew shuffled nervously and she wanted to smack her forehead with her hand in exasperation.

All of a sudden, the body of Henry Turner collapsed to the floor in an ungracious heap and in his place stood Armando who was glaring at her.

"You seem to forget that we are dead Constance and can appear and disappear at will both underwater and on top of the water". Captain Salazar explained. He turned his head and gestured for Officer Magda and Officer Santos to come forward but Constance was too caught up in her rantings.

"I have not forgotten that fact and nor shall I ever. But what if the curse is broken whilst you are all down there? Hum? What would you do then? You must consider all the outcomes-" But her speech was cut off when the arms of Officer Magda became wrapped around her petite waist and she gave a cry of indignation. She felt her feet leave the floor and she frantically kicked in response. She had never been man handled so much in her life than the past few days and she resented it a lot. As she was being dragged away, she heard Henry begin to moan as though he was coming to again.

"Armando! Don't you dare do this". She growled angrily at the back of the Captain who looked as though he was trying his best to ignore her.

Once Officer Santos and Magda had somehow manged to get her through the cabin doors, with much difficulty she might add, she was forced onto the torn up couch and was met with forceful arms keeping her down.

"You should just allow the Captain to carry on Constance". Santos warned as he shoved her back down.

"Look, both of you. You could all die going down there. There needs to be a plan at least". She explained hurriedly and then out of nowhere she burst out into tears. It was all too much for her and Constance was surprised when Officer Magda pulled her against him in an awkward hug.

"Please don't so this. I don't want to lose him again". She sobbed, her voice breaking through the tears. She didn't care how desperate she sounded or if Armando could hear her. In fact, she hoped he could hear her.

"I don't know what on earth I would do… I can't live without him again and oh how I care for you both as well". She cried out and through her tears she could see the sympathetic look of Santos looking down on her. There were moments when their humanity shone through and somehow her own emotional turmoil had appeared to trigger their own humanity.

"It will be ok Constance". Magda murmured and she pulled back to wipe her tears away. He had an odd expression upon his face and she felt his cold hands suddenly around her face, tipping her chin up to that she was looking straight at him. She remembered the first time she had met the charming Spaniard and wished that times had not changed. He gave her his characteristic smile, a smile that would melt the heart of any normal woman and she gave him a broken one in return. Very gently, he pressed a kiss to her temple and ran his hand through her hair. Yet she did not find herself repulsed by the actions, instead they were comforting and she felt for a brief moment that she was once again with the crew when they had been alive. But reality was a bugger and just the sight of his shattered face made her eyes water. "I will make sure it will be ok". He promised and she gave him a sad smile.

"But it won't be". She whispered back and she slumped in her seat defeated. Officer Magda stood up before patting her knee in a comforting way and she watched as he began to whisper to Santos who was looking rather upset.

As they spoke, Constance slowly began to come to a dark conclusion. After so long she had always said that she would be the one to save her Captain. The outcome she had always considered was them being together once she had succeeded but she began to realise how naïve that idea was. Her eyes had dried of their tears and she slowly looked up at the rotting wood above her. Perhaps to save him she would ultimately have to sacrifice herself. It was a devastating realisation that after years of wanting him and dreaming of being with him that she would never get to have the life she had always wanted.

But, Constance looked back on her life and realised that she had done the very thing she had wanted. She had lived her life looking for her loved one and she had definitely had an adventurous life. Despite society, she had never been forced to be with someone she detested.

As she sat on that decaying couch, her life flickered through her eyes and she began to nod her head. Yes, she had wanted to save him. And yes, she had wanted to be with him. But sometimes life does not go the way that people wanted and Constance was all too aware of this fact. She would die trying to save him for she would rather die saving him than living her life alone and without him. She supposed on a positive side that since her demise looked rather imminent, that she would be reunited with her cousin and family once again.

But they were not Armando.

Caught in her deep thoughts, Constance had not noticed that Santos and Magda had left the cabin and she sat up quickly, almost launching herself at the door. She gave a strangled cry when she realised it was locked. Considering the door, like the rest of the ship, was decaying, she hoped that she could just keep hitting it. But after a few minutes of kicking and throwing herself at the door, she had the distinct feeling that whatever magic was keeping the ship afloat was keeping her trapped inside Captain Salazar's cabin. She would not have been surprised if Captain Salazar himself controlled the magic of the ship.

She was about to begin shouting when the figure of Santos began to emerge through the wall, a sight that Constance would never get used to. He looked resigned which was not what she expected considering the crew wanted the revenge on Jack as much as Captain Salazar wanted it. He approached her slowly and she was taken back by the sadness in his eyes.

"The Captain has asked that you stay in here". Santos said and before Constance could even reply he had hurriedly disappeared back out of the cabin. Listening closely, she could make out raised voices and she felt her eyes widen.

She had the awful feeling that they were about to go to the depth of the sea. But what was worse, was that she was never given the chance to say goodbye. Banging her knuckles violently against the wood, she desperately tried to escape.

As though she was trapped in a nightmare, she slid down the door and slumped against the locked doors. One of her knuckles had begun to bleed but the pain was nothing in comparison to that of her heartbreak.

"Please don't do this Armando". She whispered brokenly. "I love you".

But as she looked down, a glint of silver caught her eye and she felt her eyes widen at the sight of her dagger. She looked hopelessly at the doors that refused to budge and then back at the silver blade.

"If you are to die then so will I".