He sees her look and gives her one back thhat says, "Well, am I wrong?" At her words, a soft chuckle.
"Is this you asking me to direct some at you rather than him? If so, I would be delighted as I don't see the point in wasting any more breath on a coward who sold his >
She shot him a look that clearly displayed she wasn’t amused, an eyebrow arching pointedly for emphasis as if to say “don’t push your luck”. Still, he was right (much to her dismay).
“I like them when they’re intended at 𝐦𝐞 and usually followed up with a blissfully good time.»
soul for an admiralty. And you are correct, I don't, still it's nice to hear."
He smiles at her when he sees her pout and hears her promise him that she does know. Warmth spreads through his chest. eminating from where she kissed him.
"Good, and quit pouting at me like >
have no secrets whatsoever. They share everything without fear because they have a love and trust that Norrington could never hope to have with her in a thousand lifetimes.
If he's expecting a thank you, he'll not get one.
No, the fact that Norrington is a pompous git who sold his soul for an admiralty told him that. This proves that he doesn't know Elizabeth at all because if he did (as Will does), he would know that she has never been content with performing in high society and adhereing >
what does he know, anyway? some fortune teller tell him all that? elizabeth was born into a high-ranking family. besides, as long as she's safe, there's not much that norrington can do. after all, when he chose the right side ( eventually ), he only done that for ⎯
Admiral is and has always been. Hence why Will had to do his bloody job for him and rescue Elizabeth himself. Will was never afraid to die to save her and he did, he doubts Norrington would make the same choice.
And that, is where Norrington is dead wrong. He and Elizabeth >
chest, fingertips stroking her shoulder tenderly. Her touch on his cheek and then her words make the corners of his mouth turn up and his eyes shine with endless love and devotion.
"I love you too, so very much. More than life itself, even, which you are already aware of."
He nods in agreement, his tone slightly amused.
"Ah, yes, of course. Silly me. He can't possibly make you a bored nobleman's wife from a jail cell."
He feels the swat to his shoulder and it only makes his cheeky smirk widen to a grin, pleased with her words. He kisses her >
“I suspect he’d find a way to get me pardoned. As little as you might think of him, James has always cared for me. Even when he was poor at showing it.”
Her eyes were alight with disbelief, fighting the urge to laugh at Will’s morbid humor. Giving his shoulder a playful swat,»
back, softly and slowly until she pulls away herself.
"I seem to recall you liking the naughty words that come out of my pretty mouth, Mrs. Turner. Particularly when you're the one pulling em out of me."
His own arm moves around her shoulders as she's laying on his >
that's better than the freedom, adventure and everlasting love that Will has given her?
Aside from her safety, there's also the little fact that if Norrington hung her husband and the love of her life, Elizabeth would never speak to him again so it seems he is out of luck.
He may be a former blacksmith and current pirate, but at least he doesn't treat her as some dutiful trophy locked in the guilded cage of London high society that a life married to Norrington would have afforded her. Bored and unsatisfied in a loveless marriage.
Tell him again >
she could've done so much better than a former blacksmith and common pirate. that's for sure.
oh, don't get him wrong. he would think of nothing else, but he's deciding to look the other way, especially for the safety of elizabeth.
his body like water.
"God himself couldn't stop me from protecting you, and Norrington is 𝐟𝐚𝐫 below that. In fact, he's likely closer to the Devil, though even that seems an insulting comparison on Satan's end."
He turns his head to look at her, smirking playfully.
"Not to mention, my dislike has been further heightened by his near incessant goal of seeing us (well, truly me) arrested and hanged for piracy. Since he's so fond of you, you'd likely escape with a life sentence."
It is, and he melts further into her. tension rushing out of >
“It isn’t, still, I find myself curious.”
Deciding to entangle her legs around his waist, she presses a kiss to his shoulder, knowing her touch would be soothing and relax him.
“I can’t argue that. You were my dashing rescue. Still a quite fond memory.”
his 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 is plenty safe, thank you very much. He takes excellent care of her. though will has to wonder why he hasn't arrested them yet. He knows he'd hang, of course, because that would be a source of glee for the Admiral, but Elizabeth will likely get life.
apparently, will has not been clear enough in the fact that he despises him, since norrington still lacks basic understanding. he will endeavour to rectify that mistake in the future so there isn't a single doubt.
"This shouldn't be news to you, Elizabeth."
His eyes close briefly with the touch of her lips on his neck, nearly forgetting his train of thought until she spoke.
"'Tried' is too generous a term, love. Dragged his feet until I got the job done is what he truly did."
“Gee, tell me how you really feel.” She murmurs into his neck, leaving a kiss to the curve of it. His animosity ran deeply, and although she didn’t always understand it, Elizabeth knew it wouldn’t absolve overnight.
“He still 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝, didn’t he? It’s more than I could’ve»
He's relaxing immediately, frowning though at the mention of 𝐡𝐢𝐦.
"Because he's the king's lapdog and an irritating git who couldn't find his hand in front of his face with a bloody map. Not to mention, his "plan" to rescue you all those years ago was no plan at all."