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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 8, 2007 23:41:46 GMT
Evelyn put a hand on her hip, "And I thought I was maskin' me true emotions perfectly." she stated sarcastically. "No. I don't." She did consider the offer though, particularly in hearing of Nelly's attendance, but still replied, "As for your invitation...I'm no lady. And I'm no wh*re."
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Jack paused for a moment, was she...offering him to stay for...something requiring little light? "Er..." he began, getting excited even at the thought of it, "I could do...if you...I mean if you wish it..." His eyes fell on her physique, her wonderful, tiny physique.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 8, 2007 23:49:54 GMT
Charles smirked...
"I never said I'd pay..."
He laughed a little, still observing her...
"I know you're not that kind of woman...but it would give me great pleasure to have you come this evening...and see you act the way you did today in front of a few courtiers...the Duke of Buckhingham needs taking down a peg or two...as does the Duke of Norfolk...you are certainly the lady to do it..."
He looked her up and down...then he added softly,
"You would make a fine lady...I hope you'll consider my offer."
His dark cynical eyes bore into her, speaking of his past...
"If paupers can become princes...a pirate can become a lady. I was once a wandering man...and now I am King."
He walked towards her and stood before her, merely a man...
"England needs people like you here. We speak for the common man and woman in a place such as this...filled with Dukes and Duchesses by birth. The only man I ever came across like you was the old Duke of Norfolk, who abandoned his French royal family and followed me into exile...will you follow me into glory Evelyn?"
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Victoria was struggling to pull the last curtain closed...
"I wish it very much..." she said with a hint of mischief, hiding her face in the drapery so he would not see her blush again. She cursed her pale skin for showing her emotions so...
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 8, 2007 23:58:19 GMT
Evelyn shook her head and smiled, turning away from him. She paused and let out a sigh before facing him again, "That's lovely Charlie, really, good for you. But I'm not unhappy with who I am now. I'm not in exile."
She paused again, she did begin to understand him and appreciated his truthfulness. "You don't know who I am. I'm not Cinderella. Why would I want to follow you?" she asked. However much she did want to make changes, to live up to all this potential...she had obstacles she didn't want to cross. Ghosts from her past she refused to surrender to.
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"I wish it too.." whispered Jack, now behind Victoria. He didn't know whether he should gentle or passionate. He held her by the chin and turn her head to face him, "You looked magnificent today..."
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 9, 2007 0:04:34 GMT
Charles still smiled at her and picked up one of her rough hands and kissed it.
"Well then...Captain...I can't make you follow me and aid us...but I can once again humbly beg your attendance this evening."
He dropped her hand and began to turn back to his work. He glanced back at her once more and said quietly...
"We cannot change our pasts...only mould our futures. Perhaps yours is here...or perhaps it is not. Only you can decide. If yuo need anything you only have to ask...it is yours." He picked up a test tube and began scooping powder into it carefully, back to his experiments...though his thoughts were still fixed on the lady behind him...
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"Really?" Victoria asked breathily, "I was so nervous...but I knew you were there so...I-I wasn't as frightened as usual..." She tilted her head a little and put a hand around his wrist gently...
"I was so looking forward to seeing you again..."
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 9, 2007 0:19:12 GMT
Evelyn swallowed, her mouth had gone dry. She stood still, looking at the floor and wringing her hand, and spoke quietly, "My father...if you can really call him that...used me..."
She lifted her head to look at him, her green eyes darkened, "...he used me as currency for his own standin' in the world. He erased his own family, his own blood, betrayed everythin' that mattered. He sold me to England...to yer beloved nephew Frederick. Thank the heavens above that his aunt refused me in hearin' that I were of pirate blood. I hate England and all it stands for. I hate that it took me mam away from me, took me lover, I hate that it ruined the lives of so many men includin' me own Rory, I hate that it caused so much sh*te in me homeland." she breathed in, "Anyway...failin' that he sold me again..to the Romans. Queen of England. Queen of Spain. Queen of some wealthy country." her voice got a little louder as she grew angry, "This little island of your's, means nothin' to me. No matter how much you sing it...you don't rule the waves. The waves...are mine. I may not be Queen of England, but I am a Pirate Queen, Queen of the sea itself." she stopped herself from going on, "So maybe...maybe you could try to understand the sheer loathing and anger I feel, eh?"
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Jack smiled lightly and kissed her lips tenderly. "You have nothing to be nervous about..." He carressed her arm and whispered in her ear, "I looked forward to seeing you too..."
He slid his hand down to her waist and held her. He kissed her again, tightening his embrace and wanting more than anything to stay in the darkened room, in their private bliss.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 9, 2007 0:30:39 GMT
The King turned slowly...
"My mother...deemed you unsuitable?" He scoffed to himself, "Lucky you...I can't imagine you as his...his wife."
He spoke slowly, pondering what she has spoken...and then he glared at her darkly...
"Did I do any of that to you? Was it I Charles Stuart? No. I offer you what I can to try and make up to you for the loss you have suffered. Do you think..." He paused, lost for words...
"Do you think I am proud of what this nation has done in the past? A nation...that murdered my Father. That called for my blood and then rang their bells and called me back to be their King a decade or so after their deeds? Evelyn...I cannot turn back time, but I can offer you what I have...what I own and control..."
His face softened. He smiled again, but only a little...
"I do not own the waves...you can have the seas and oceans. They are yours. I only offer you my little island because it is in truth all I have. I am just a man. And I am sorry for all you have lost...and for all your pain. Please accept my apology, for everything...and make your peace with me, and England."
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Victoria sighed happily and returned his embrace and his kiss..holding onto him with as much force as she could muster, for he was her rock in this sea of discord...the palace of Whitehall...
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 13, 2007 20:05:38 GMT
Evelyn relaxed her shoulders, "I accept yer apology...and I've made my peace with you Charlie...but England..." she scoffed a little, "...that's somethin' I very much doubt will happen..."
She turned round to leave and paused for a moment. She held the door and look back at him and said with a sigh, "I'll...I'll see y'tonight Charlie..." she gave a cheeky little smile before leaving the room.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 13, 2007 20:16:06 GMT
Later on in the evening, once the sun had set behind grey clouds, the real bright lights of Whitehall came out to play…
In the King’s private apartments, many were making merry. Charles was sat lazing in a chair…to his right in a similar chair and a lovely cream gown sat Victoria, occasionally whispering and giggling into the King’s ear…they were close despite their few hours together and many cast furtive glances of cunning and curiosity in their direction. To Charles’ right a pretty doll faced girl sat gazing around. Louise De Keroualle listened carefully to the conversation around her, feigning innocence when she knew much more than she let on…
In a dark corner lurked the mysterious Earl of Rochester, watching the events with his keen eye, ready to write his latest poisonous satire on the corrupt court...
The Duke of Monmouth and the Duke of Buckhingham played cards in another corner, watched keenly by Frederick, Reginald and Nelly,all of whom looked up as Will, Evelyn and Jack entered the dimly lit room…
“Ah! My friends…thank you for coming…” Charles greeted them warmly, offering seats to them…
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 13, 2007 20:25:09 GMT
Evelyn was behind the two men, she was still weating the same attire. Her smokey eyes were glistening in the dark room. She flashed a wicked smile, setting the men's groins on fire as she took her seat. She turned her gaze to Nelly and gave her a half smile before glancing around the room.
Jack took a seat next to her, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on Victoria. He then regarded the King, "Thank you for the invite...your Highness..." he put his hands together and gave him a prominent nod.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 13, 2007 20:33:37 GMT
The King smiled back at Jack and nodded back. Out of nowhere a large bottle of rum was placed in his hands...
"My cousin tells me you like rum..."
Victoria gave him a wink and returned to her conversation with the King, though her gaze kept falling on the handsome pirate sat before her...
Nelly plonked herself between Evelyn and Will, kissing her fellow red-head on the cheek before chattering gaily about her children...
Will smiled at both the ladies sat near him, supping quietly on his own drink that had been given to him.
From the corner, the Duke of Monmouth and Frederick sat transfixed by Evelyn...
"I...I must talk to her..." gasped Jemmy, putting down his cards. Reginald took his place. Buckhingham gave a booming laugh...
"My god he's like some love-struck page...not a bastard prince of England." Reginald offered a small smile of amusement. Frederick continued to gaze darkly across the room...
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 13, 2007 20:40:46 GMT
Jack's face showed his approval. As did his gulp. He gave Victoria a wink, he wanted to sit by her, to talk to her and...and be with her...he took another gulp of his drink and moved to sit next to Will, "Y'alright mate?"
Evelyn listened to Nelly talk about her children with a cheerful smile on her face, yet she felt a little uneasy about it. So she smoothly changed the subject, "That's lovely...sounds like y'got some sweet kids. So...you were an actress?"
She hadn't even noticed the tension in the room coming from her would-have-been husband. Nor did she notice the approaching young man...
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 13, 2007 20:46:09 GMT
"Oh aye! On the stage I was...'till Charlie set me up...retired when I was 18! Showed that Moll Davis I did..." She glanced up as her friend Monmoutn arrived, starry eyed and staring adoringly at Evelyn...
"Y'allright Jemmy! 'Ere...you've met Evelyn O'Malley 'aven't ya?"
"I-I have..." breathed Monmouth, perching himself on the other side of Evelyn...
"Well I'll let you two 'ave a little chat...Evelyn...Jemmy here is Charlie's son..." Nell glanced over at the King and frowned as she saw Louise stroke his cheek. Charles was smiling. Nell promptly stood and plonked herself in the King's lap, watching with great amusement as Louise face dropped into a sulky look of defeat. The French woman stood and haughtily went to watch Buckingham and Reginald.
Will glanced at Jack and smiled.
"Yeah...I'm...ok. Yourself?" He was carefully watching the Duke who had come to speak to Evelyn...and he was also keeping a close eye on the other Duke that stared at her darkly...
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 13, 2007 20:52:27 GMT
Evelyn watched Nelly go, and she grinned amusedly at her gesture. What a woman! She turned back to look at the young Duke and crossed her legs, "So, Prince Jemmy hmm?" she offered a smile, the boy was timid enough, she didn't want to frighten him.
Jack followed Will's gaze, "I'm...fine..." he smiled a little, noticing that his friend's eyes were fixed on the men after Evelyn, "Keepin' an eye on your heart's desire eh Will?" he gave him a little nudge, "'Cause let me be the one to remind you, they're the last of your worries..."
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 13, 2007 20:58:47 GMT
Will turned slowly back to his friend...
"What do you mean?" he asked curiously, taking another swig of his drink.
From somewhere, musicians had began to strum on instruments, adding to festivities...and then another woman entered the room. Someone Will had met before...
Monmouth did not reply. He took Evelyn's hand in his and kissed it...
"My Lady...you look ravishing the evening..." his words were generic, words he had said to countless ladies who usually fell under his spell...
"Indeed...I am the King's son, but alas no legitimate Prince of England..."
Victoria was still engaging the King delightedly with her impressions of various French royal dignitaries, but she was well aware of the events around her...and could not stop looking at Jack with longing...
"Ah...welcome Barbara..." the King said with a cool air to his voice..."This is Captain Evelyn O'Malley, Captain Jack Sparrow and Will Turner...they brought home our Duchess...." he gestured to them...
Barbara's eyes fell on Will and a smirk fell across her face...
Will paled a little...
"Oh...is this what you meant?" he asked Jack quietly...
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 13, 2007 21:07:41 GMT
Jack covered his amused smile with his bottle as he took another swig. It was indeed what he meant.
Evelyn took her hand away, not at all effected by his line. "Captain..." she corrected him bluntly, and then gave him a wink, "Not prince, that's grand..." she did not say this with sarcasm, she meant it genuinely.
A man had brought her the whiskey she had asked for. She gave him thanks and quickly took a swig of the strong beverage. "So...Duke Jemmy...how many girls exactly have you used that wonderfully dreadful line of your's?" she asked playfully.
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