Commodore Norrington raised an eyebrow as he regarded her. "No doubt your gender has something to do with the stories that surround you. But it won't keep you from justice, nor the gallows." he told her. Norrington pulled her a small walk away to have the irons chained on her. 

"Commodore, I cannot agree with this!" Abigail Ashe said as she scurried to follow. Gillett began to chain Vivienne up none too gently as the other men stood rigid, rifles hefted just in case. The young miss Ashe found herself just beside the pirate. 

"Get away from there!" Elizabeth said to Abigail. The girl was not listening. "Pirate or not, she saved my life. Does that mean nothing to you, Commodore?" 

"This woman has spent her life pillaging and murdering. One good deed does not make up for a lifetime of wickedness." The Commodore replied, sympathy in his eyes for the young woman.