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Pirates of the Caribbean: The Price of Freedom

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Luckily, that silk thread had been purchased for a new waistcoat for<br />

Mr. Beckett, one she hadn’t made before she left. So she had many<br />

skeins <strong>of</strong> it.<br />

When <strong>the</strong> vines were finished, she accented <strong>the</strong>m with little white<br />

lilies and blue flowers, using <strong>the</strong> same shade <strong>of</strong> blue as <strong>the</strong> coat.<br />

After <strong>the</strong> ship left Antigua, Jack continued northwest as though he<br />

were following <strong>the</strong> Triangle, but that was coincidental; his course<br />

headings were actually determined by Tia Dalma’s compass. It led<br />

<strong>the</strong>m northwest, past Puerto Rico, Hispaniola, and Cuba.<br />

Ayisha completed her work on <strong>the</strong> waistcoat <strong>the</strong> day <strong>the</strong> Wicked<br />

Wench passed <strong>the</strong> Inagua Islands, just north <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> eastern tip <strong>of</strong> Cuba.<br />

She waited until Jack was busy up on <strong>the</strong> bow, <strong>the</strong>n smuggled <strong>the</strong><br />

embellished garments back into his sea chest.<br />

<strong>The</strong> next morning, as Jack checked <strong>the</strong> compass heading, he<br />

gave Ayisha a satisfied nod. “It’s my guess Shabako is on New<br />

Avalon, love. It’s <strong>the</strong> nor<strong>the</strong>rnmost island where <strong>the</strong> soil is rich enough<br />

to raise sugarcane, and a lot <strong>of</strong> slave ships are bound <strong>the</strong>re. I’ve been<br />

<strong>the</strong>re many times, and I know <strong>the</strong> general layout. We’ll put in at <strong>the</strong><br />

biggest port, Viviana, where <strong>the</strong> Viviana River flows into <strong>the</strong> harbor. All<br />

<strong>the</strong> plantations transport <strong>the</strong>ir cane products by boat, so each<br />

plantation has its own dock. We’ll row down <strong>the</strong> river, and you can<br />

watch <strong>the</strong> compass as we pass each dock.”<br />

Ayisha could hardly believe <strong>the</strong>y were actually coming to <strong>the</strong> end<br />

<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> voyage. “How long before we arrive?” she asked.<br />

“New Avalon is about forty miles north <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> largest <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Ragged<br />

Islands. We’re sailing into <strong>the</strong> heart <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Bahamas, now. Lots <strong>of</strong><br />

shoals, so we’ll anchor by night, and only sail by day. Too risky,<br />

o<strong>the</strong>rwise. So…two days sail, most likely,” Jack said, and <strong>the</strong>n opened<br />

his mouth to add something, but Ayisha beat him to it.<br />

“Depending on <strong>the</strong> wind, <strong>of</strong> course!”<br />

Jack laughed.<br />

Two days later, Jack, Chamba, and Ayisha rowed up <strong>the</strong> Viviana River<br />

in one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Wicked Wench’s boats. As Jack had said, each<br />

plantation had its own dock. Ayisha kept a close eye on <strong>the</strong> compass.

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