New life
Chapter 1
A piercing cry echoed about the Silver Ghost. A bearded, scruffy pirate, leaning over the side of the huge ship, cringed as he stared into the deep, bluish purple water. As he watched it dance in the pale moonlight, shimmering and shining magically, he thought about what was happening ,and now that the time had finally come he wasn't so sure that he was ready. Thoughts of what could go wrong swirled around in his head, deepening his fear. What if Eloande died? What if she bled to death? He suddenly thought of what she had said when she had left him to go into the cabin. I will always be a part of you Gaspar, even if I die. He clenched his teeth and was surprised to feel tears start to prickle his eyes. He furiously wiped them away and desperately hoped that none of his crew was looking at him. What would they think of their King, crying? He didn't even want to think of what they would say, or do. Finally, just as he thought that he could take it no longer, the door to the storeroom finally opened.
The nurse he had bought from an uncharted island somewhere in the North, when he learnt of Eloande’s condition, stepped out of the room looking flustered.
“It's over” she sighed. She swayed a little, and smoothed her wrinkled clothes.
“Well, you can go in now!” she gasped as she stumbled into her crude, little room.
Gaspar stared after the nurse as she closed the door to her room. Was it just him or did the night sky suddenly get darker? A cold wind wrapped its self around his neck. He shuddered, suddenly afraid, but then, he checked him self. He was afraid. Him! The mighty Gaspar, king of all pirates that roamed the seven seas! I t would never do for his crew to ever know about this. He wasn't afraid of anything, except mabey this....NO! Stop it Gaspar! You are a pirate, not some silly civilian who trembles at the sight of blood! Blood...Eloande...STOP! He set his face into a snarling scowl that he was famous for. What was he scared of? Some blood? Death? Death......He clenched his teeth together even harder. Eloande was alive, not dead.
As if to prove it, a faint voice drifted from the cabin.
“Gaspar?”
It was Eloande! His face softened for a moment, then grew into a worried frown. She sounded so weakened.
“Gaspar??”
He started to walk towards the cabin. He had to see her. He stopped in front of the closed door, but before fear could enter him again, he swung the door open and walked in.
At first he didn't want to look at her. He wasn't scared anymore but, there was something else.
“Well Gaspar, don’t you want to look at me?”
He couldn't resist her anymore. He turned around and quickly walked up to her before his legs thought otherwise.
“ Oh Eloande” He sighed as he knelt beside the bed she was lying on. She still looked beautiful. Her wonderful purple eyes gazed deeply into his as he gazed at her. Tangled ebony hair spilled all over the pillow she was lying on. She is still so beautiful,
Gaspar thought.
Then he remembered.
“ Wheres the....” He stammered.
Eloande smiled and pulled the sheet back to reveal a little cream bundle.
“Its a girl” She said gently.
Gaspar slowly reached down and picked it up. She was so soft and warm and.....perfect.
As he stared at her, he forgot that he was a pirate, a King. He forgot that he was always supposed to be terrifying and wear a scowl. Now he was a father. He chuckled a little. If only the crew could see him now.
The baby suddenly gave a little murmur and slowly opened its big eyes. Eyes so much like her mothers. Gaspar reached out a hand to touch her. He took her small delicate hand and watched as it grabbed on to his long tough finger. It was an enchanting moment.
Eloande suddenly slowly sat up and spoke.
“ What’s that sound?” She murmured.
Gaspar jolted back into reality.
“ What sound?” He said surprised.
“That” Eloande whispered. “It sounds like arguing”
She thought for a moment.
“ Gaspar, help me up.”
“What?”
“Help me up!”
Gaspar looked worriedly at Eloande, but placed The baby gently on the bed and helped his wife up. Eloande crouched down on the floor painfully and put her ear to the smooth wooden floor. Gaspar looked at her puzzled.
“ Eloande what are you doing?”
“ What room are we below?”
“ The crews cabins....”
Gaspar was at a loss for words.
“ Gaspar,” Eloande slowly said, “ I want you to go down there and see what their talking about”
“ Now?!”
“ Now”
He stared at his beautiful wife in astonishment, go down to the crews cabin? NOW,Of all times. Gaspar was about to refuse but then saw the look in her eyes. This was important. He had no idea why but had learnt to trust his wife a long time ago.
“ Fine, but I'm coming right back..”
“ Ok, go please Gaspar”
Eloande smiled weakly, and Gaspar with a look at his baby daughter, strode out of the room. Eloande watched in silence as her husband walked outside and down into the crews cabins. She silently whispered a prayer to whatever god was out there, to protect her husband and, she looked down at the soft little bundle in her lap, especially her baby.
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