Blindness is bliss
Chapter 3
The next day, he climbed the old rickety stairs that led to his adopted sons lodgings. The belltower seemed like such a good idea when he had first taken the boy in, but now these stairs were becoming an issue. He wouldn't be young forever. Everyone must die at some point. He snapped out of his depressed state of mind as he came face to face with Quasimodo.
"Master, what a surprise. I thought you said that you were coming on Friday? You are two days early."
Don't question my decision, boy, it disrespectful."Quasies eyed shied away from his masters in forgiveness. The boy learnt quickly, and it was surprising at how quick he was growing for a deformed child. But nevertheless Quasimodo was in the wrong; you should never question your elders. Adolescents tended to do that, he thought as he sat in his usual chair.
"Quasimodo, i needed to talk with you about something important, and I refuse to do so with you standing around." As the boy sat awkwardly, Frollo wondered if this really was a good idea.
"I need to travel overseas, to Russia to be exact, and due to you being underage i need to take you with me. Even though i truly detest the idea, there is no other choice. I will have to keep you below deck in my cabin. Another thing i detest. We have to share a cabin."
"Can i ask why we are going, if you will allow it master?"
"A family issue. I need to take care of my niece as her parent have just died."
"I'm sorry master; i didn't mean to bring up your loss."
"Its fine, now i know that you only have a little to pack, so i expect you at the docks in half an hour. We are on the Trudy Mclarn." With that he left Quasimodo to pack and set off towards the docks.
