Note: This is my very first fan fiction I am very excited please review. I hope you all like it.

Epilogue

My name is Frances Frollo. I live in Paris, France with my father Claude Frollo (Judge Frollo) and my step brother Quasi. My step brother was adopted four years before I was born, after his mother abandoned him. My mother died a year after I was born. Quasi tells me stories about my mother. I know that my father is a cold man, (especially toward gypsies) but Quasi told me how he grew colder after my mother passed away.

Quasi's real name means half formed but I don't agree. I believe that if you have a loving heart, you are a whole. He was never allowed to leave Notre Dame so I told him stories about the world. But one day, my adventures brought me to a special someone…

Chapter 1

It was a beautiful day in Paris. It was dark and cloudy. (Yes I consider those days beautiful.) I had just gone on my way to visit Quasi when I saw a puppet show in the middle of the square. There was a male gypsy entertaining the many children there. It was so crowded that I could barely see anything. But when I looked a second time, I was met by the deep, dark, mesmerizing eyes of the gypsy. I wanted to look away but I found it nearly impossible. But as soon as I snapped out of my trance, I turned away and entered Notre Dame.

"Hi Quasi!" I yelled as I entered the bell tower. "Oh hi Frances." he said, coming towards me.

"So what have you been up to this afternoon?"

"Oh nothing. Just cleaning some of the bells."

"I see." I said looking over the balcony—"Father is here."

Quasi instinctively grabbed plates and cups for our daily lunch with our father. I always knew how my father could be, but he did have some kindness in his heart.

After lunch, my father left because he had some 'business' to attend to. Soon after, I left to grab some things that I needed from the market. I don't know why but I looked around for the puppet wagon and saw that it seemed to be deserted. I passed by because the market was just passed there. Plus, I wanted to see if the gypsy was there. I glanced but saw no one. I walked further down and was met by a scruffy looking man with missing teeth. "Well well. It's Frollo's daughter." he said stepping closer to me.