January 9, 1482 Paris, France
Y/N's POV:
I woke up entangled in Esmeralda's warm embrace. She was still sleeping peacefully. I smiled, wishing we could stay like this forever. In her arms, I felt complete. I felt safe. Her emerald green eyes fluttered open. "Good morning beautiful," she whispered. I smiled softly. "Good morning." "Did you sleep well?" she asked. I nodded. I tried my best to stop the tears from falling, but I ultimately failed. "What's wrong," she asked, the concern in her voice was obvious. I sighed. "I'm sorry, Esmeralda but I can't stay here. I must go back to my father," I muttered. "But you'll be in danger if you go back!" she exclaimed. "You'll be safe here." I sighed softly. "He'll take command of all of Paris. He won't stop searching until I'm found." I muttered. "But he won't find you here! I promise." "How can you be so sure?" I asked. "Because I'm going to do everything I can to protect you," she said. I shook my head. "He'll have you hung if he finds me. I can't ask you to risk your life for me. I won't." Esmeralda hugged me tightly. "Please, it's the only way to keep you safe. Please, just let me go." I pleaded. She shook her head. "I don't want you to go." I smiled softly and stood up, a pained expression on my face. "It's better this way. Goodbye, Esmeralda." I left the tent, not daring to look back. I didn't want Esmeralda to see me cry.
Esmeralda's POV:
I was at a loss for words. I didn't want to see her get hurt. Why did she leave? Was she not happy here? I thought she was... I sunk down onto my bed, still warm from where y/n had laid just moments before. I wanted her to stay. If only Frollo had never crossed her mind. I didn't follow her, for I knew that going after her promised certain death. But I also couldn't bare to see her punished for something as natural as love. My head was at war with my heart. I decided to seek Clopin's advice. I sighed as I exited the tent, to find him working on a new puppet. "Clopin? Do you have a second?" I asked. "What is it, Esmeralda?" he questioned. I took a deep breath. "I need some advice. "I may have just lost my soulmate." He raised a brow, clearly confused. "Explain." he said. "She ran away from her father. She needed a place where her father wouldn't search for her, so I brought her here. But earlier this morning she woke and declared that she'd be returning to him," I explained. "Ah, I see. And who would this mystery maiden be?" he asked. The look on his face conveyed that he already knew the answer. I sighed. "Y/N. Y/N Frollo," I muttered, barely audible. He smirked playfully. "What was that? I couldn't quite hear you," he asked. I groaned, knowing he was teasing me. "Y/N Frollo," I repeated. "That's what I thought," he said. I blushed softly. "She is at war with head and heart, just as you are." I sighed. "What does that mean? I'm so confused!" I exclaimed. Clopin chuckled softly. "She wants to be with you, but she fears the consequences from her father," he explained. I sighed. "I just don't get it. How could such a cruel man like him have raised such an angel like her?" I asked. Clopin shrugged. "I have no idea." I blushed softly. "Clopin, please help me. I can't let her slip through my fingers. She's perfect." He sighed. "I'll try." I smiled. "So you're okay with this? You don't care that I'm in love with his honor's daughter?" I asked. He shook his head. "Not really," he admitted. "Do you know how dangerous this is? For everyone?" I nodded. "Yes, but I love her. I'm willing to take that risk."
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Burning Hearts (Esmeralda x fem!Reader)
FanfictionY/N Frollo, apple of her father's eye. He raised her to be just like him. Gypsies are evil, sinful, and unholy. They must be stopped. She tried to do everything she was told. She even helped her father with enforcing laws and eradicating the gypsies...
