Angel Of Paris

02 ~ Minister

The siblings spun around in alarm and were met with the man of God; Claude Frollo. Angelique gulped at the sight of the man. She quickly lowered her eyes to the stone ground as she dared not to look into the evil eyes of the man.

"H-hello M-m-master"

"H-hello Minister"

They both greeted the Holy man. Angelique tried to keep her voice steady as to not frighten Quasi or show her fear to the man in front of her, she was trying to be strong for her brother, she has been doing that for years she's not going to stop now.

"How has your morning been, Angelique, Quasimodo?" Frollo asked as he placed a basket on the table with Quasi's wooden replicas. He sat down on the spare chair at the table and grimaced. He looked over to Quasi and Angelique with a raised eyebrow, waiting for their answer. Quasi was shaking with fear. Angelique stood in front of Quasi, shielding him from Follo's burning eyes.

"It was good, Minister Frollo," she answered quickly. She lifted her head and gave Frollo a challenging gaze as if challenging him if he dared speak to Quasi with such harsh words today, she won't be so polite. Her gaze was unwavering, making it even more intimidating, and it was directed towards the priest and had to break the intense contact. He gulped. Angelique smiled in delight as she won the challenge. "How was your morning, Minister Frollo?"

"It was going well as I was coming to see you, my dear, until I had to cross paths with those disgusting gypsy vermin's." He sneered as he approached the stunning woman in from of him. The hairs on the back of Angelique's neck stood up in warning, as Frollo pulled her hand to his face to give it a kiss she swiftly pulled it away in digust but managed to hide her facial expression and returned to the spot on the stone balcony. Quasi following.

"Well, I think the Rommi's are kind people especially for setting up for the Festival of Fools every year, and it always gets better as the years go on!" She spoke as she smiled down at the Rommi's still setting up. They would be setting up for the rest of the day as well as the early morning of tomorrow.

"Don't try and fool yourself Angelique, do you not remember what I have taught you? Especially about their kind, " He hissed at the young girl for her foolishness. "After all I have done for them, they plague the city of Paris! Refusing to live our way of life! Refuse to grant their savoir a simple request! They are rats that carry a disease to cause suffering to us! The people of God!" But Angelique denied his statements.

She knew no matter how evil the world is there is always some good and light in the world, no matter where one comes from, the colour of their skin, or their beliefs they should still be loved, always!

"If you simply just -"

"I do not want another word of it!" His voice raised. Angelique clenched her jaw and narrowed her eyes as she knew there was no use in arguing with the old man in front of her as she knew she would not win. She huffed and turned her gaze away from him and once again back down to the bustling market.

"Very well, Minister Frollo."

"Good girl," Frollo finally left her side and returned to the door of the bell tower. "I will be back tomorrow morning before the festival to have a meal with you both, I expect everything to be ready and neat when I get here, am I clear?"

"Y-yes m-m-master"

"Yes, Minister."

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