𝐏𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐧

Port Royal

Chapter One- Port Royal

Port Royal, A place that came to be home to the English and a woman by the name of Charlotte Swann.

Once a young orphan girl abandoned to the seas now Jumping off her horse she made well to tie him up before heading to the smiths.

"Hello, Ms. Swann." A salesman waves to her. "Out today I see."

"I practically live down here Martin, you know this." Charlotte smiles.

A blue and white corset with a blue dress and white underlay, her fitted sleeves showing her slim figure. That brown hair pulled back by a blue knitted band that straps hung over her shoulders with the rest of her beautiful chestnut colored hair.

Many in Port Royal would say that even though she wasn't a true member of the Governor's family, she sure looked like it. Those blue eyes to match her sister Elizabeth except people would say how Charlotte's eyes were more haunting. They were cold ones with colors given from the deeps of the sea itself.

A locket around her neck that was given back to her by Will Turner, a simple boy who also knew the troubles of being left for death. They found friendship within each other due to the same thing, pirates...

Peeking inside. "Helloo. Will!" A spin around as she looks. "It's your dear friend."

"Up here!" Will calls out from the second level of the shop. "Hang on, I'll be right down."

Charlotte took a walk around to see the new weapons and picked up a small hand holding axe. "Take your time." Checking the weight she smiles at the structure of it.

"Nice seeing you again, Ms. Elizabeth." The drunk old man waved as he continued to weld a weapon.

"It's me, Charlotte, actually!"

"Got you Lizzy!"

"Okay." Charlotte gave up that battle before it started.

Will wipes his hands coming off the steps. "Sorry. I been trying to get up to see you, I've been here all day."

"Ducking training sessions?" Charlotte folds her arms. "If I didn't know any better Will Turner I would say you are afraid of me beating you."

"That is because you often cheat."

"I call it clever ways to win." Charlotte shrugs. "Those pirates were good for nothing, but they did well with tricks."

"Glad tactical schemes is apart of your dance."

Charlotte laughs. "What has had you in here so long?"

"This." Will shows her the blade that he gently takes out of the case.

"Beautiful." Charlotte refrains from touching it. "Wait. May I?"

"Of course." Will nods. "If it doesn't feel right to you I may have to give it another go."

Charlotte moved her arm with poise as she danced with the blade. A twirl before a firm stop aimed the tip point at a wide eyed Wills throat.