Isabelle just stood there, dumbfounded. Out of the blue, her mother comes along and wants to meet her, when all of Isabelle's life, she believed that she had left her for dead on the streets in the snow as a baby, according to what Frollo had told her. All of this was so much to take in. This was the very last thing she was expecting to occur now.

She looked over to Quasimodo, who looked just as confused and surprised as she was. The Archdeacon, however, walked over to Isabelle and said,

"Like your mother said, I know this is a lot for you to take in right now, but over time, I'm sure it will all start to make sense to you," he assured her, putting his hand on her shoulder.

Isabelle then looked back over at her mother then at the Archdeacon.

"Can I talk to you in private?" she asked him.

"Surely," he replied. They both walked inside the cathedral and closed the door, leaving Quasimodo and Margerie, Isabelle's mother, together outside.

"It's just...this is so sudden. I never thought this day would had come. I thought that she'd forget about me completely. I did, however, second guess what Frollo told me, last week after I found he lied to me my whole life, but still... Does this make me no different than him if I don't accept her into my life? I'm just so confused and don't know what to do," she told the Archdeacon, in somewhat distress. He put his hand on her shoulder once more to comfort her.

"You are NOTHING like Minister Frollo was at all. He, unlike you, was cruel, evil, manipulative, unkind, hypocritical, cold, selfish...I can go on and on. Unlike he was, you are a very, very good person. You are kind, caring, loving, and an overall beautiful inside and out. Look how you've treated Quasimodo from the very beginning." He went on.

"You are one of the very few people to have accepted him the very first time you've met him. All of his life, he was told by Frollo that he was a monster to mankind and was abused emotionally, psychologically, sometimes physically, more so than you were I might add. Him meeting you was the best thing ever." he finished.

"So should I accept her into my life, you're saying?" she asked him.

"You can, or you can give it some more time for it to all sink in. May there is someone in here that can help," he replied back.

Isabelle thought about it for a minute. She decided to go outside to see if her mother was still there.

"Maybe if I got to know her a little more," she thought to herself.

She and the Archdeacon opened the door and walked outside and saw her mother was talking to Quasimodo, although she did appear a little frightened by his appearance.

Just then, they both noticed Isabelle and stopped talking to one another. They both stared at her. Quasimodo then said to Isabelle,

"Your mother named you Élisabeth, you know. It's a very beautiful name," he said calmly. "I wish I could've met my mother." He then sighed.

This was another shock to her. For her whole life, she was known as Isabelle, the name that Frollo picked out for her the night he found and baptized her.

"Yes. I tried to write it on the note I left with you that night, but no one could read it since I don't know how to read or write. It was also my mother's name. She died of the plague when I was 10," said Margerie.

"I like Élisabeth better. It suites you more," Quasimodo said. Isabelle smiled.

"Me too," she said.

Her mother then embraced into another big hug as more tears of happiness came down her cheeks. Isabelle stood there for a second, but then hugged her back as she slowing started having tears in her eyes as well.

Both Quasimodo and the Archdeacon with a tear in their eyes as well.

And so from then on, Isabelle slowly began to get to know her mother and even got to meet her half siblings and stepfather. Upon meeting her, they were all shocked that Frollo had managed to raise such a kind, caring, polite, young lady, despite him being such an evil man.

They all soon moved to Paris to be closer to Isabelle, as she bought them a house nearby her own. Quasimodo and she eventually got married and had a daughter, whom they named Rosalie.

Isabelle decided to go under the name her mother gave her from now on, Élisabeth. Her real name.

The End