The Hunchback of Notre Dame (Male! Esmeralda x Reader)

The King of Fools

(POV:Reader)

-"Here it is, the moment you've all been waiting for"

-"The moment were we laugh till our ribs hurt"

-"The time to crown the King of Fools" the jester man announced as everyone cheered.

-"You all remembered last year's king?" everyone turned to a man being pulled by cart, he held a bottle of wine and wore a floppy crown that was titled down.

-"Make the face that's most frightening, a face most ugly that will be crowned the King!" men with masks started to climb onto the stage, the Jester pulled Quasi onto the stage as well, his cloak falling as he did.

The young man from earlier began to unmask each one, the crowd 'booed' when the men revealed were not ugly enough. The men were pulled off the stage and thrown into a pile of mud, which seemed very much rude. They got to Quasi and the young man pulled at his face, realizing it was not a mask.

-"That's no mask"

-"It's his face"

-"He's hideous"

-"It's the bell ringer from Notre Dame" the crowd commented, father stood up from his seat glaring at Quasi.

-"Ladies and gentlemen, don't panic" the jester was back at the front of the stage.

-"We asked for the ugliest face of Paris, and here it is!"

-"Quasimodo, the hunchback of Notre Dame" the jester crowned Quasi, placing a floppy squeaking crown on his head that tilted sideways.

They carried Quasi around, placing him on the cart that was held by others and they carried him around to the other side as the jester sang. I followed them, but kept myself hidden in the crowd as I did.

Quasi smiled as women kissed his cheeks and they carried him to another stage. They draped a velvet cloak on him, handing him a staff before leading him to a spinning surface where the crowd cheered as he was turned. The crowd threw confetti and flowers at him, Quasi smiling so big until they threw a tomato at his face, then others followed suit.

-"Now that's ugly!"

-"Hail to the king!"

-"Bon appétit!" guards threw tomatoes at him, he slipped on one and fell onto the spinning surface. They tied him with ropes and spun him around, the crowd laughed and pointed, throwing more vegetables at him.

-"Master, help me please!"

-"Master!" Quasi called for help at father, who just tilted his head away, ignoring his pleas.

But I couldn't take it. I walked to the stage lifting part of my cloak to clean his face that was sticky with the tomato juice. I mustered up some confidence taking it off completely and draping it over him and began to undo the roped knots. The crowd gasped, I stole a glance at my father who was redder than the tomatoes that were thrown.

-"I'm really sorry, this is all my fault" I whispered to him, blaming myself for all the bad things that had happened to him.

-"Y/n, get down at once!" Father yelled, his voice was angry.

-"Yes, but I must-"

-"I forbid it!"

(A/N):

Sorry for the late chapter, I'm traveling right now and it's a bit hard for me to find internet. 

Hope you enjoyed it!

Bye!