"Yes" said Esmerelda.

"What?" gaped Frollo blushing in amazment.

"I will love you" said Esmerelda panting for air as she sucked in the fumes of the fire. A guard toke a bucket and put the fire out.

The hand cuffs remained on her, but they unattached her from the pole she was on. Frollo touched her hand, warm from the fire. She smacked it away.

"Just because were in marriage does not mean I love you"

Frollo sat, not able to listen to her intrancing voice.

'Yes'

The word rung in his head like to bells.

They walked, Esmerelda still chained. They Palace of Justice seemed more warm. To Frollo. Not to Esmerelda though. She puffed as they walked they walked in toghether.

"I don't love you" she said in hatred.

"I only said yes because I wasn't prepared for death quit yet"

Frollo stared at her.

"I thought so" said Frollo.

"But that doesn't mean I don't love you" he finished his reply.

Esmerelda looked at him in disgust. They walked. Through the long hallways, and past the dark corridors. All the torches were out. They came to a corridor on the third floor.

"This is the room you will sleep in" said Frollo.

"The doors and windows will be locked so you cannot escape" he nodded to her.

She unwillingly nodded back in disgust. Her hair bounced in the movment of her head like dark blackened ocean waves. Her dark fare skin looked soft and warm. Her checks were red with hottness from the fire, and the anger that burned inside her. Hatred tward Frollo.

The door slammed open and they walked inside in sync with each others footsteps like two heart racing at the same speed.

"It's not that bad in here" she said.

Frollo just stayed silent.

"Goodnight" he finally dead breaking his vigil.

Esmerelda just puffed.

Frollo closed the door behind her. She stood silently staring out the window at the people returning home.

'Home' she thought.

'If only I could be home'.

She sat on the big bed. Tje blaxk sheets were silky smooth, the red blanket just as comfy. She listened to the sound of her own breathing, her eyelids dropping Like sandbags. She fell asleep.

Frollo closed the door behind him.

"Damn her" he muttered.

"Damn not in a bad way, but feisty" he said slowly. How he wished she felt the same way about him. The agony. He fell on his bed sweating and closed his eyes falling into a sleep.