The Darkest Kind of Love (Yandere!Clopin Love Story)

The City Awakes to The Bells of Notre Dame

Tsura didn't know how long she had been sleeping for the minute she felt Jean's hand on her shoulder, gently shaking her awake. "Wake up, Tsura. We're going to be heading into the city." He said, his own voice slightly thick from just having woken up. Tsura opened her eyes and looked up at her brother. Jean was about in his late thirties, with a strong build and a handsome, yet kind face. A large, dark blue scarf was tied tightly around his head, while a single gold hoop earring dangled from his left ear. 

"Alright, I'm up." Tsura said as she pulled herself up into a sitting position on the bed that was made out of thick, square hay bales, and was layered with equally thick sheets to keep stray strands of hay from sticking into her skin. Jean stared at his sister, before he reached forwards and pulled some of the dry grass out of her hair. 

"Well, when you're ready we'll be in the center of the court." 

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Outside, the air was a little cooler than inside the Court of Miracles, and there was a faint smell of rain which hinted that there had been a rainstorm last night. And based on how there were still clouds in the sky, there is definitely a possibility of rain later on in the day. 
Tsura and her family walked together, until Emil had paused at a storefront and after kissing Violet and bidding his children goodbye, walked through the doors to begin his workday. Tsura glanced around as they continued walking, and carefully walked over the stone bridge that connected the city to the island where the Notre Dame de Paris was located. 

Tsura personally loved the gothic-like cathedral, for its beautiful design, especially how it looks inside, even though she only got lucky once as a child to see the inside of the church, before she was told to leave by a group of townspeople who despised Gypsies. The bells were ringing within one of the dark bell towers, and it always made her wonder who the bell ringer could be? 

"Morning in Paris; The City awakes to the bells of Notre-Dame~ The Fisherman fishes; The Baker man bakes to the bells of Notre-Dame~" Tsura paused, and she looked around again when she thought she heard someone singing. Looking around a bit more revealed where it was coming from. In the middle of the street, there was a brightly colored carriage where a man dressed as a type of jester was singing to a group of children who were standing in front of him. She tilted her head to the side, watching the man with interest, since she was certain that she has seen him before.

"To the big bells as loud as the thunder, to the little bells soft as a psalm~ And some say the soul of the city's the toll of the bells; The Bells of Notre-Dame~" 

"Earth to Tsura, hello?" Tsura snapped out of her small daydream and looked towards her brothers and mother who were waiting for her. Her cheeks flushed bright red, and she was quick to run back to her family. Unknown to her, the man she had been watching had noticed her from where he stands and has become a little intrigued by her...