Author's Note: I don't own anything!

The day of the masquerade had finally arrived! It was being held in the town square and there was so much excitement in the air. Everyone gathered when the moon was high in the sky. The stars glittered above them, shining proudly. The night was young and the party was about to begin.

Reds, yellows, purples, golds, and greens, blues, and browns, and blacks, and oranges. Outfits of every color! It was a mad swirl of colors and costumes. Frollo came as a demon, while Quasi and the deacon came as a waffle and a chicken.

Clopin emerged with a woman in a gold dress and a gold mask. Clopin was dressed as the King of hearts card from a deck of cards. "Ladies and gentlemen, enjoy!" he laughed.

Frollo watched Clopin and the lady in gold move down to where everyone was dancing. Clopin was smiling and Frollo smiled to himself. Tonight was going to be a great night. Frollo danced with some woman who was dressed like an onion and she kept blushing at Frollo. Frollo was trying not to laugh as the woman stepped on his feet. "Ouch," he kept muttering.

While Frollo was dancing, he looked for the white swan. He didn't see her at all. Where could she be? He danced with another woman, this time she was dressed like an angel. Her white dress was ridiculously poofy. For a moment, he thought he saw the swan he was looking for. He excused himself and followed the white swan. He found her. He tapped her on the shoulder. "Razz?" he asked.

The woman turned around and unfortunately, it wasn't Esmeralda. "Sorry, not her," the woman smiled.

"Have you seen her?" he asked.

"Yes I have," the woman answered, "The last time I saw her, she was dancing with Clopin."

Frollo's mission was to find Clopin, and then he would lead her to Esmeralda, or so he hoped. He danced his way there, taking his time. "Where is the king of hearts?" he would think to himself.

Finally after about ten minutes of dancing trying to find Esmeralda or Clopin, he found Clopin. Clopin was still dancing with the woman in gold. Where was the swan? The woman in gold stopped dancing and whispered something to Clopin. They decided to take a break from dancing and she went to go get some water. Frollo's eyes followed the woman. Maybe she knew where Esmeralda was. He stopped at the bowl of water. "Hello," Frollo began, "Have you seen someone named Esmeralda?"

The woman smiled as she pulled off her mask. It was Esmeralda. "Razz, wow you look amazing," Frollo exclaimed.

"Thank you," she muttered a little embarrassed.

"What happened to the swan costume?"

"I'm sorry Frollo, but I couldn't wear it. I felt guilty. Don't spend your money on me. I don't deserve it."

"Where did that costume come from? The one you have on now?"

"It was made for me."

"By whom."

"Phoebus's fiancée."

Frollo was silent. "Why would you take a gown from someone who has stolen your true love?"

"Phoebus isn't and never will be my true love."

"Then why did you take the dress?"

"This was the dress I was going to wear when I would get married to Phoebus. I never got the opportunity to wear it. It was too big for the fiancée and she wrote me a letter explaining how Phoebus felt guilty about it. She wanted me to have it. I went over to their house and her servants altered the dress for this party."

Frollo felt guilty for a few moments. "I still have the swan dress."

"Good! I'm glad."

Esmeralda drank her water as Frollo asked, "What does Clopin think of your dress?"

"Why do you care?" laughed Esmeralda.

"Just curious," he smiled.

Clopin came up to Esmeralda and when he saw Frollo, Clopin went into protective mode. "IS he bothering you?" Clopin asked.

"No Clopin, he's fine," Esmeralda replied smiling.

Clopin gazed at Frollo and gave him a challenging look. "Has Esme told you yet?" Clopin asked.

"Told me what?"

"I told him Clopin, about the dress," she smiled.

Frollo was getting irritated with Clopin. "Well, I'm going to go dance," Frollo sighed as he spun away.

Clopin was left with Esmeralda. He turned to look at her. "Esme," he began.

Esmeralda turned to look at him. "Yes Clopin?"

"Thank you for coming to this tonight with me."

"You're welcome."

"Over the years, we've become closer and closer. You are one of my dearest friends, and I really care for you."

"Thank you Clopin," she smiled.

"Esme, I have something I need to tell you. I've waited too long to tell you and I can no longer hold it in. It's killing me and I can't hold it in anymore."

"What is it?" she asked worriedly.

"Esme, I-"

Clopin turned to see that everyone had stopped dancing to stare at them. "Can we go somewhere private to talk?" Clopin begged.

"Okay."

And with that they went to talk elsewhere. Frollo automatically knew what was going on. He could feel it in the air. He could feel it in his heart. He could see it in Clopin's eyes. The way he held her. The way he touched her.

Meanwhile, in a hidden location….

"Clopin, what did you want to tell me?"

"Esme, I love you."

Esmeralda felt like she was about to cry. "Clopin, I, I-"

He kissed her. Esmeralda felt safe in his arms and she knew that everything was going to be okay. He loved her and he had never tried to hurt her. Clopin was there for her when she needed him, and she was there for him. It was a perfect match. He was the king, he was her ruler, and the ruler of her heart. It took her up until tonight to realize that Clopin was the one for her. "Clopin, I love you too," she cried as he kissed her again and she returned the embrace.