Pirates of the Caribbean Princess Bella

I was a little uncomfortable being seen by him, and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, Dad?"

"If it was the king's order, then neither Elizabeth nor William nor Mr Norrington would be spared, whether I was earl or marquess," he said. "Perhaps we could grudgingly shelter Elizabeth, after all she had no direct involvement. But William intended to Taking Sparrow away and Norrington letting that damned pirate go on purpose, we can't hide it. William and Norrington are no longer safe."

I could see that my father meant more than that.

"Elizabeth hasn't married William yet. She and him can dissolve the relationship, but I don't expect that," he said with a wry smile, "but now I care more about you, about you."

"What's the matter?" I asked with a smile.

He sighed: "I'm not blind yet, child. You are my eldest daughter, Viscount Wilworthy. Although it's a false title, you will inherit most of my things in the future. I'm not worried that you will treat me harshly. My own sister, because I know you love her very much. When you were held hostage by pirates, you attacked him regardless of your statement. It’s just that I care about your life. Tell me, Bella, are you in love with Noah? Mr. Linton?"

Father's emerald green eyes stared at me.

I froze for a moment.

Never thought about it.

As for James Norrington, all I know is that he was a loyal friend of our family, loved Lizzy, respected my father, taught me how to use a sword, and was an integral part of our lives.

In love with Norrington?

I smiled and shook my head: "Dad, you made a mistake. James is our good friend and a member of our family. Don't you know that he likes Lizzy?"

Father's eyes widened: "When?"

I laughed and said, "A few months ago, when he became a brigadier general, didn't he want to take this opportunity to propose to Lizzy? Otherwise, why did you prepare such an exquisite dress for Lizzy?"

The father slowly became calm, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "That's why I prepared a dress for Lizzy that day. But Bella, have you forgotten that you also have one?"

I remembered it, and was also very confused: "Remember."

"Before that, I had a long conversation with Mr. Norrington, and I heard that he meant to propose to one of your sisters, but I can't guarantee that it will be Lizzy," said my father. I think so too, but I don't think so now. Lizzy and William are engaged, and everyone was impressed at the last ball. Although it's not very polite to say so, I thought—" He coughed twice, " He's targeting you now, and you... Bella, you've grown closer to him."

"Target!" I whispered, "Dad, do you think James is this kind of person?"

"I didn't judge him," my father corrected hastily. "On the contrary, I was very touched by the fact that he sent Gillette to accompany you. It cannot be denied that he suddenly became very angry when you were about to leave for London." Enthusiasm, until now. As a gentleman and a nobleman, I shouldn't have doubted his intentions; but as a father, I have to consider it."

I said very calmly: "James has no plans for me. He has shown that he wants to leave. Dad, I hope you will not speculate about him like this again, and you will never agree with such speculation. He is a respectable person. and I have already decided to enter the monastery when it is all over."

The father exclaimed, "Son!"

"Dad," I smiled, "you know I don't have any big ambitions. My only wish is to see Lizzy live a good life, take care of you and Lizzy's children, and then worship God well. You know, I grew up How much laziness I have stolen in doing morning classes and praying, it is time for me to make up for it."

"Son, are you doing it for Mr. Norrington?" the father asked again. "I will no longer doubt him so much, and you should stop thinking about it. You are young, don't you forget that Colonel Leddington is right for you as well?" Is it good?"

I smiled and said, "Yes, yes, good dad! I know, let's talk about this later, it's not an important thing after all."

Father also smiled: "Okay. But Elizabeth's wedding must be done quickly."

I replied: "Father, as soon as you can, your majesty is old, and the prince is ambitious, and I don't know how long he can last."

My father sighed: "I'll start getting ready tomorrow." He told me to go to bed quickly and left first.I rang the bell for the maid, put out the fire in the drawing room, and went back to my room.

Father announced the news at breakfast the next day.

Lizzy and Will were both surprised and delighted.Lizzy has little contact with the lower class, so she is relatively unfamiliar with dowry, bride price, and sewing money; Will was born in a commoner, and such a tight wedding is a big test for him.

Father explained some things to Will, and Will knew the seriousness of the matter, so he agreed, and they planned the wedding together.Despite the dark clouds in the sky, we are busy and happy right now.

A few days later there was a letter from London.

It was a letter from Her Majesty the Queen.

Although the letter was short, His Majesty expressed his appreciation for his father's loyalty and ability, and expressed his interest in what happened in Port Royal.The father was very happy, and after reading the letter several times, he respectfully put it in a purple folder and put it on the highest cabinet.

Then he said to me happily: "Dear Bella, this is the first time I have received a letter from the Queen after the death of the Queen's husband. Although it is addressed to you, it is an honor for our family."

I smiled and nodded, thinking about how to reply to His Majesty.

Unexpectedly, my father told me again: "When you wrote the letter last time, I noticed that your honorifics are not used very well. You should say 'Dear Your Majesty the Queen' instead of just a plain title like 'Your Majesty' .Also, last time the gold thread on your letter paper was a bit frayed, please pay attention next time."

I couldn't laugh or cry: "Yes, Dad! How are Lizzy's wedding preparations going?"

"It's in a hurry," sighed the father. "There's a lot of things that are missing. And why can't the boy William have enough money for his sewing? My God, he's a smart man!"

"Father, you are pushing too hard," I comforted him. "Will is very diligent, and he will give the money to Lizzy at the wedding. Also, didn't you inform them to post a notice?"

"No, the exact date hasn't been set yet," the father straightened his back and gently combed his silver curly hair, "Anyway, Lizzy is also the daughter of my earl—whether she is a newcomer or not, Miss Noble There is no lack of style. Gold and silver tableware, silk lace, wedding dresses, carriages, and footmen standing behind them..."

I was so overwhelmed, I quickly said that I had something to do, rang the bell and found Nolan, the old housekeeper, and ran away, leaving my father and Nolan with bad ears to chatter each other!