Author's Note:
*SQUEAL* This is my very first Frollo fan fiction and I am very happy to be sharing it with you all! Well here it is. I hope at least one of you enjoy it.
Judge Claude Frollo laid in bed dreaming…
While riding his horse down the street, he heard the cry of a woman. He rushed his horse over to where the cry came from. He saw two drunk men hassling a gypsy girl. She looked about the age of eighteen. As soon as Frollo showed up, the men ran away leaving the gypsy cowering on the floor. He got off his horse and took a step toward her. She was obviously frightened by Frollo. He took her hand and helped her to her feet. He normally didn't care for gypsies but he felt different about this one. He noticed her auburn hair and her deep brown eyes. At a closer perspective, he could see flecks of gold when the sun hit her eyes. She was stunning. "Dear girl, what is your name?"
"My name is R-raina"
"Raina. You are safe now." "Thank you" was all she said before scampering away.
Frollo had woken up after that. Almost every night he had that same dream. He had absolutely no clue why he always thought about her. There was no way he could be so fixated on a woman, let alone a gypsy. Sometimes, he wondered why he let her go in the first place. He always wondered if it would be better just to take her somewhere where she could be helped. He had seen her many times over the last year. After so much time, he thought that he would forget about her. It seemed almost impossible, especially knowing that she danced down the street of his house.
He stayed there, thinking about her. Irritated, he got out of bed to get ready for the long day ahead of him. He walked out onto the balcony, knowing that she would be there dancing for her daily pay. He watched her with compassion and understanding, not with lust, like most men did. On the far end of the street he could see his guards looking for gypsies to capture.
Quickly, Frollo hurried out of the house and onto his horse. Noticing that the guards were already chasing her, Frollo made his horse chase after his men. He knew how his men could be. They showed no mercy toward any kind of gypsy, man or woman.
As soon as Raina saw the guards coming toward her, she grabbed all the money she could and stuffed it into a small leather pouch. She started to run. She dodged people and other obstacles in her way. She was running toward Notre Dame. Once she got there, she knew she could claim sanctuary. All of a sudden, a guard pulled her by her hair and into a near by alley. By the time Frollo has caught up with them, he saw the guard throw the poor girl to the wall. After hitting the wall, she fell to the floor. He saw the leather pouch fall from her hand. After hitting the floor, the pouch released a couple coins that were inside.
After seeing such a shocking scene, Frollo was furious. "Guard!" He yelled at the man. The guard immediately stopped what he was doing and turned toward Frollo. "Yes sir." "Why are you torturing an innocent woman? I don't want to see your face! Get out of here and find something productive to do!"
The guard said nothing, but hurried to get away as fast as he could. It was just like the dream he had had today, only different. He walked over to the defenseless gypsy. Her took her hand and asked "Are you ok dear?" It was really no use, she seemed to be slipping into an unconscious state. He picked her up and put her on his horse. He was debating on what he should do. He finally decided that it would be best for him to care for her until she was alright.