"Sorry about this, mate. It's only for a couple of hours."
Jack Sparrow looked down at the gagged and tied up man with understanding. He, himself, had been tied up many times and it wasn't comfortable. But sometimes it was necessary. Tonight, Jack planned on entering the Governor's mansion as Captain Walter Savage. He would sneak into the Governor's office and rob some important documents such as maps and valuables and then hightail it out of there. Hopefully this might get him closer to finding his Black Pearl and finally get revenge on Barbossa and his mutinous crew. It would indeed scupper Jack's plans if the real Walter Savage came to the party so he needed to be dealt with.
Stowing away on Savage's ship, Jack had heard many details to allow him to craft this plot. One, Savage had never met the Governor before. They had only written to each other as part of business propositions. What the business was, Jack didn't know. Two, the Governor like all other Governors, was rich. But this was due to the fact that the Governor of Port Carmen had many merchant vessels which he owned and profited majorly from, due to what could only be shady dealings. Three, the Governor had invited Savage to a ball where they could finally meet in person and arrange a very important business deal. Deciding that he could profit himself from these facts, Jack followed Walter to the inn in which he was staying and an hour before the ball, pounced. He tied the man up and borrowed his clothes for a more refined look. He took off his kohl, tied his hair back sans bandana and removed his rings and trinkets. Ready to go, Jack left the tied up man in the room and went to the Governor's mansion.
Entering the mansion, Jack was surprised at the vastness of it, even for a Governor. The decor was ornate and he couldn't begin to guess the number of rooms the place held. It was a real palace.
How long is it gonna take me to find the bloody office? Jack thought as he looked at his surroundings.
"Can I help you, sir?" An elderly butler asked him, rather snootily in Jack's opinion.
Putting on his finest British accent, Jack answered. "My name is Captain Walter Savage. I was invited by the Governor."
"Oh, yes." The butler agreed. "You've been expected. If you'll follow me."
The butler led Jack into the ballroom where all the other people had been going and straight up to a man Jack assumed was the Governor.
"Sir." The butler began and the Governor turned. "Allow me to introduce Captain Walter Savage."
"Ah, yes! Walter. So nice to finally meet you." The Governor said jovially, taking Jack's hand. He was a stocky man with a ruddy red face and Jack realised he had no idea what his name was.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Governor." Jack said in his accent.
Talk for a few minutes, and then excuse yourself.
"Allow me to introduce you to my wife, Caroline and my daughter Evelyn." Jack looked over at the two blonde women and he couldn't help but notice how pleasing the daughter was for the eye. He also couldn't help but notice how she was smirking at him...saucily?
Jack took the wife's hand and kissed it and then Evelyn's. "It's a pleasure to meet you both."
"And you, Captain Savage." Evelyn purred.
Maybe I could add one more thing to my list of things to do before I leave. Jack thought.
"I think it would be best if we discuss business in my office, Captain." The Governor said and Jack turned back to him, plastering a smile onto his face.
"Lead the way, my good man."
Jack and the Governor left the ballroom and walked upstairs and through a very long hallway only to enter a room whose location Jack tried to memorise. The Governor sat in the chair behind the desk and Jack, the one in front.
"Now, I trust that you agree to the terms in my letters?" The Governor asked.
Not having a clue as to what he was talking about, Jack just nodded. "Oh, yes. I found them very...agreeable."
"Oh good! Now, I know I told you in the letter that it would be twenty but now I must tell you that the number has been raised to thirty five."
"Thirty five? I'm sure that will be fine." Jack had no idea what he was agreeing to but didn't really consider it his problem.
"Are you sure there will be enough room?" The Governor looked slightly dubious.
Jack smiled nervously. "Oh, I'm sure it'll be fine. They don't take up a lot of room."
The Governor chuckled. "That's true, I suppose. They never really get to be on deck anyway."
Jack became confused even more at this. "Hmm?"
"The slaves. They aren't usually allowed to walk around."
Jack's fake smile dropped. Slaves? That was the cargo? Now he was glad he was ruining this plan, just like he had ruined the last one like this he had been involved in.
"Oh, of course. Well I'm sure there will be no problems. Now let's shake on it so we can return to your grand party."
The Governor chuckled and the men shook on it, Jack signed some documents and both left the room. When they got back to the ballroom, Jack separated from the Governor into the crowd and snuck back upstairs.
"So many bloody rooms..." He said to himself while walking quietly through the hallway. He was surprised when he heard a soft laugh coming from a slightly open door.
His curiosity niggling at him, Jack looked in the room to see a girl of about twenty wearing an exquisite pale blue ball gown and looking at herself in the mirror. She looked amazed. The girl looked away from her gown in the mirror and spotted Jack's reflection. Quickly turning around, her eyes widened in shock at the man watching her. Jack slowly entered the room and put his hands up.
"Don't worry, luv. I'm not going to hurt you. I got lost." He said, forgetting about his accent. He only remembered when the girl looked at him strangely.
"How could you get lost? Shouldn't you be in the ballroom?" Jack looked at the girl closer and realised how filled with beautiful women this mansion was. She was even prettier than the other daughter. This girl had long brown, curly hair and light brown eyes as opposed to her sister's blonde hair and blue eyes. Although she was in a beautiful ball gown, Jack noticed that neither her hair nor make up was done yet.
She's not just pretty, she's beautiful.
"I was doing business with your father in his office."
The girl's eyebrows furrowed. "My father?"
Jack nodded. He was surprised when the confused look left the girl's face as quick as could be, replaced with a nervous smile. "Oh, of course. You must be that business associate he's been talking about. You'll forgive me but your name escapes me."
Jack walked over and stood in front of her. "Captain Ja...Walter Savage."
The girl looked at him curiously which made Jack nervous so he quickly continued. "And what may I ask is the name of a vision such as yourself?"
The girl blushed now. "Bridget."
Jack took her hand and kissed it, keeping his lips there for a second longer than necessary. He kept his eyes on hers and now that he was closer to her, he noticed how her eyes were more stunning than he first realised. There was a hint of green in them too. It was actually quite hard to tell if her eyes were green or brown or hazel so Jack settled on just calling them beautiful. "It's lovely to meet you, Miss Bridget. A pretty name for such a pretty girl. May I ask as to why you are up here on your own as opposed to downstairs enjoying the ball?"
The blush left Bridget's face and she paled. "The ball? Oh, I take no joy from balls. I...I find them quite tedious actually." Jack couldn't help but notice how fast she was speaking. Why did she seem so nervous?
Maybe it's the fact that she's in her bedroom, alone with a man. His mind stated obviously.
She continued. "I'm not even properly prepared yet."
The two turned at the sound of a voice and a second later, a middle aged, chubby maid entered the room. She froze when she saw Jack, especially standing so close to her ward.
"Bridget, what is goin' on?" The maid asked.
"Oh, Hilda. There you are. I was expecting you to help me get ready ages ago. Eh...this is Captain Walter Savage. He's lost." Bridget blurted out.
Hilda looked from Jack to Bridget, her eyes finally staying on her ward. "Oh, sorry miss but I was busy in the kitchens. I came up here as quickly as I could. Sir, I would thank you to return to the party and leave me to prepare Miss Bridget for the ball."
Jack nodded and looked back at Bridget with a small smile before bowing and then bowing to Hilda. He left the room and went to the office. After looking through cabinets, Jack found everything he was looking for and also pocketed some valuable things lying around the office. As he was walking back down the hallway, he looked at the now closed door to Bridget's room. He half wanted to go back to the ballroom and wait for her but knew he had to get out of there as soon as possible. Maybe, he'd see her again.
Little did he know how soon he would and how odd the circumstances would be.