Pirates of the Caribbean Princess Bella

Chapter 1

Seven years later.

My father and I were sitting in the living room drinking tea. Elizabeth ran to some place in the port. Of course, my father had sent several maids to follow.At this time we heard the servant announce: "My lord, Colonel Norrington and Miss Elizabeth are here."

I looked up, and it was indeed James who escorted my playful younger sister back. Her maids were still carrying a few small packages, which must have been exchanged by merchants at the port and those merchant ships.

Father and I stood up to welcome the colonel: "Thank you, Mr. Colonel, for bringing this boy back." As he spoke, my father gave Lizzy a look, and Lizzy blinked nonchalantly.

James smiled and said, "It's okay, my lord. Miss Swan had a great time at the port."

Lizzy ran towards me: "Bella, look what I bought!" She was about to pull the maid to look through her pockets, but I stopped; I whispered to her: "My dear, Mr. Colonel will take you back, we Don't be rude." As I spoke, I pointed to the tea tray and snacks.

Unexpectedly, Lizzy was very happy to see the snacks: "I'm hungry, the colonel should come and have some too!" She said and sat down at the table.I looked at her helplessly, will this child never remember to let the guests in first?Or maybe she was too hungry.

Father covered his mouth with his hands and was about to cough.

I didn't want to bother my father, so I stepped forward and said, "Mr. Colonel, please sit down." Without winking, the maid has already brought a cup of hot new tea.It was only then that Lizzy remembered that the colonel hadn't sat down yet, so she finally remembered to give way.James looked happy.

He and his father talked about the recent trade in Port Royal, and the recent capture of three vicious pirates.As soon as pirates were mentioned, Lizzy forgot to have snacks and leaned over to listen.

There was a trace of heaviness between the father's brows.

In recent years, pirates near Port Royal have been quite rampant. The previous brigadier general was transferred back to London because of his poor resistance. James will be awarded the new brigadier general by his father six months later.My father only told James and me about this, not Elizabeth.

I probably guessed a little bit. At the award ceremony half a year later, James will propose to Lizzy.James is only 24 years old this year. In conversations with other noble families, I learned that he will be the youngest brigadier general in Port Royal and even the British colonies.

I drank my tea and thought about these things and looked at James.

Gentle and elegant, a man of talent.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, why did Lizzy choose that little Will?

And why did Brigadier General Norrington ruin his bright future for them?

William is 16 or 7 years old this year. He has long flowing dark brown hair, bright light brown eyes, a handsome silhouette and a vigorous figure.Working in a blacksmith shop all year round, not only does he not have the habits of the British lower classes, but he also looks like a young nobleman after dressing up carefully.

They were talking about punishment for pirates.

"According to London's order, they should be hanged and hung for public display," said my father. "It will deter pirates, but the stench may make people sick."

James nodded: "Yes, sir, but orders are orders after all."

Lizzy, who had been silent all this time, said, "Father, have they been convicted after judicial investigation?"

The father smiled and said, "Son, they were captured alive while robbing a merchant ship."

Lizzy did not give up: "But father, maybe—"

My father smiled and sighed: "God, my dear." He looked at me, and I got up immediately, and said to Lizzy: "Sister, let's go out and see the scenery. The weather is fine, I bought you a hat."

After all, I didn't care how Lizzy was unwilling, so I took her away.

"Bella, why are you dragging me out?" Lizzy asked very unhappy.We wandered the streets.

"You fool," I nodded her head, "Come on, go out and see Wiltner." Lizzy's eyes lit up immediately, and she skillfully led me through the streets and alleys to the blacksmith's shop.

Outside the door I heard the clanging of irons.We pushed through the door and saw Will, in a thin shirt, standing in front of the fire, swinging his hammer hard.He was very happy to see us coming, and hastily put down the hammer and wiped his hands: "Miss Swann!"

"It's us, Will," Lizzy laughed. "Are you still working? Take a break and let's chat."

"Mr. Turner, what my sister means is—" I coughed lightly, "Please take out three swords, you two will fight each other, and I will learn from it."

Will looked embarrassedly at the master who was lying on the chair and snoring loudly: "But the sword for Mr. Colonel hasn't been finished yet." He pointed to the piece of iron that was being tempered in the fire.

Lizzy is impatient, so she doesn't care about these things: "It's still half a year, I won't be here for a while. Come on, let's practice."

With admirable dexterity, she drew out a long sword and placed it on Will's shoulder: "Haha, you are about to lose." Will had to draw the sword and use the original flower-headed sword to make a few gestures with Lizzy.

I learn from them.Maybe I don't have much talent for Western swordsmanship. Anyway, I have learned from them for almost three years, and I still only know how to parry.But Lizzy's sword is sharp, and often beats the clumsy Will into a panic.

After practicing for a while, the two sat down to rest.

I handed Lizzy a handkerchief, and Will quenched our thirst with two glasses of refreshing drink, while he drank cold water himself.Lizzy proudly looked at the long sword in her hand, and said to me: "Bella, you should study hard, maybe one day we will be able to fight in person."

My heart sank, and I said with a smile, "Then wait until you tear off the wig on Dad's head." We laughed, knowing that Dad cherishes his wig from time to time, and regularly cleans it and sprays perfume on it. .

Will suddenly said: "Miss, don't you want to learn how to practice sword?"

Lizzy said: "How many times have I told you, call me Elizabeth and sister Isabella."

Will hesitated, "Okay, next time. Miss?" He looked at me.I thought to myself: I have no talent, and no one can teach me in vain. Should I go to James to teach me?

Sure enough, Will's next sentence was: "Colonel Norrington has superb swordsmanship, Missy can ask him to give some pointers."

Lizzy was not convinced: "Your sword skills may not be worse than his."

Wilhelm smiled softly: "How can I compare with Mr. Colonel."

Lizzy yelled: "Will, can you stop being so inferior! I believe in you, and Bella believes in you too!" Although Will was still silent, there was a gleam in his eyes.

We left the smithy, and when we got home the colonel was still there.He saw us coming back, talked to us for a while, and then left.

The governor looked at Lizzy and asked me, "In Mr. Turner's shop again?" Will's master was a widower without children, so Will will inevitably inherit the shop in the future.

Lizzy smiled, and rushed forward to shake the governor: "Father, we just went to see if Colonel Norrington's sword is ready..."

The governor was very amused by Lizzy's cuteness: "Okay, okay, go and see the sword." He turned to me: "Bella, how is the sword made?"

How about it?Isn't it still a piece of iron?

After receiving Lizzy's gaze, I smiled and said, "It's almost ready, very beautiful."

The governor was very satisfied: "This is very good. I was worried that old Brown could drink too much, and he couldn't even remember how to make a sword." I thought to myself: He is indeed so drinkable that most of his work now is a threat. I'm doing it myself.

After chatting for a while, we had dinner and went back to our rooms.

Back in the room, I locked the door casually, took off the silver key hanging around my neck, and opened the bedside table.I took out a black velvet box and opened it, and the golden light inside dazzled my eyes.

In half a year, Captain Jack Sparrow will drive his wreck search ship to Port Royal, and then the Black Pearl will follow, kill our old steward, take my sister to the pirate ship, and be scared to death by the skull.

It also caused the father, the brigadier general, and Will to search everywhere, and finally ended up with a series of unfortunate events such as the failure of the wedding of the younger sister and Will, the resignation of the brigadier general, and so on.Thinking of these things, I clutched the gold coin tightly in my hand.

what can we do about it?

I don't want to change history, because if it changes, I don't know what will happen later; but when I think of the gold coins in my hand, I have changed history, what will happen?

The steps I have in mind are this:

First, go to Colonel Norrington.

Tell him that pirates are rampant recently, and ask him to send more troops to protect us... No, his lobster soldiers are useless against living dead pirates.

Well, secondly, voluntarily return the gold coins to the cursed crew on the Black Pearl...but they will also ask for Will Turner's blood, and both of these things are Will's, so it's not up to me to decide.

Again... I thought about it for a long time, and finally felt that there was only one way to do it.

That was to go to Will, give him the gold back, tell him what was on the surface, and let him decide for himself.