Sing the bells of Notre Dame!~
Those words she heard all her life alongside her sister: Quasimoda or Quasi for short.
The eldest of sisters was named Y/n by her father Jehan whom at the young age of five lost to a incurable sickness, and her mother...
That second night, Quasimoda and Y/n put their plan to get Esmeraldo out of Notre Dame to action as Y/n 'gave orders' to the soldiers, Quasimoda would climb down Notre Dame with Esmeraldo and Djali to keep them from being spotted by the soldiers.
Below the ground Y/n watched Quasimoda carrying Esmeraldo and Djali carefully even with her great strength til she gasped softly seeing a sheet of metal roofing come loose and used as a sled of sorts onto the aqueducts which luckily created a distraction for Y/n to order her men to investigate while she stood at watch.
Quasimoda: "I hope I didn't scare you." She whispered softly towards Esmeraldo and Y/n.
Esmeraldo: "Not for any instant." He said honestly as Y/n sighed softly.
Y/n: "Classic Quasimoda, don't worry me too much." She said honestly as Esmeraldo and Quasimoda jumped down in front of her. "I'll never forget you, Esmeraldo." She said honestly before he took hold of the sister's hands.
Esmeraldo: "Come with me to the court of miracles. Leave this place." He said honestly as Y/n's and Quasimoda's eyes widened at what he said.
Y/n: "Oh, no. We can't do that, if our aunt finds us missing she'll hunt us both down with the cathedral's guard." She said seriously as Esmeraldo looked down at her coyly.
Esmeraldo: "All right, then I'll come see you both after sunset, of course." He said seriously before he leaned down towards Y/n and kissed her cheek lightly then touched Quasimoda's cheek as a older brother would carefully and kind. "If you two ever need sanctuary, this will show you the way." He said as he placed his woven band that looked like the city around Y/n's neck. "Just remember, when you wear this woven band, you hold the city in your hand." He said honestly about to ran off into the night before Y/n stopped him.
Y/n: "Something to remember me by." She said softly before taking her mother's gypsy scarf out of her armor underneath her cloak and gently tied it around his head underneath his hair. "Stay safe, Esmeraldo." She said honestly while Quasimoda began climbing back up into Notre Dame, Esmeraldo sighed deeply before he ran off into the night.
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