Quasi returns to his room and the gargoyles.
Hugo: "Hey hey! There he is!"
Victor: "You ejected that tin-plated baboon with great panache!"
Hugo: "The nerve of him! Snooping around here trying to steal your girl."
Quasimodo: "My girl?"
Laverne: "Esmeralda. Dark hair, works with a goat. Remember?"
Hugo: "Boy, I do! Way to go, loverboy!"
Quasimodo: "Loverboy!?! Oh, no, no..."
Laverne: "Oh, don't be so modest."
Quasimodo: "Look. I appreciate what you're all trying to do, but let's not fool ourselves. Ugliest face in all Paris, remember? I don't think I'm her type."
The gargoyles slowly melt into the background as Quasimodo begins to sing, Heaven's Light.
Quasimodo: "SO MANY TIMES OUT THERE
I'VE WATCHED A HAPPY PAIR
OF LOVERS WALKING IN THE NIGHT.
THEY HAD A KIND OF GLOW AROUND THEM
IT ALMOST LOOKED LIKE HEAVEN'S LIGHT.
I KNEW I'D NEVER KNOW
THAT WARM AND LOVING GLOW
THOUGH I MIGHT WISH WITH ALL MY MIGHT
NO FACE AS HIDEOUS AS MY FACE
WAS EVER MEANT FOR HEAVEN'S LIGHT
BUT SUDDENLY AN ANGEL HAS SMILED AT ME
AND KISSED MY CHEEK WITHOUT A TRACE OF FRIGHT
I DARE TO DREAM THAT SHE
MIGHT EVEN CARE FOR ME
AND AS I RING THESE BELLS TONIGHT
MY COLD DARK TOWER SEEMS SO BRIGHT
I SWEAR IT MUST BE HEAVEN'S LIGHT!"
As Quasimodo rings the bells, we see a group of monks in the ground level of the cathedral. We fly over Paris toward the Palace of Justice. As we do, we can see isolated lights going out occasionally. We eventually end up in the firelit bedchamber of Frollo.
(Hellfire)
Frollo:
BEATA MARIA
YOU KNOW I AM A RIGHTEOUS MAN
OF MY VIRTUE, I AM JUSTLY PROUD
BEATA MARIA
YOU KNOW I'M SO MUCH
PURER THAN THE COMMON, VULGAR, WEAK, LICENTIOUS CROWD
THEN TELL ME, MARIA, WHY I SEE HER
DANCING THERE,
WHY HER SMOLDERING EYES STILL SCORCH MY SOUL
As Frollo sings, the flames in the fireplace take the form of a dancing Esmeralda, dancing for Frollo's pleasure.
Frollo:
LIKE FIRE, HELLFIRE
THIS FIRE IN MY SKIN
THIS BURNING DESIRE
IS TURNING ME TO SIN!
The walls of the room and the flames suddenly become a row of judges, all dressed in red robes. Frollo is terrified.
Frollo:
IT'S NOT MY FAULT!
I'M NOT TO BLAME!
IT IS THE GYPSY GIRL
THE WITCH WHO SENT THIS FLAME
IT'S NOT MY FAULT
IF, IN GOD'S PLAN,
HE MADE THE DEVIL SO MUCH STRONGER THAN A MAN!
PROTECT ME, MARIA!
DON'T LET THIS SIREN CAST HER SPELL
DON'T LET HER FIRE SEAR MY FLESH AND BONE
DESTROY ESMERALDA
AND LET HER TASTE THE FIRES OF HELL
OR ELSE LET HER BE MINE AND MINE ALONE!
The room returns to normal as a guard pounds on the door, then enters.
Guard 6: "Minister Frollo, the gypsies has escaped."
Frollo: "What!?!"
Guard 6: "They're nowhere in the cathedral. They are gone."
Frollo: "But how? I... never mind. Get out, you idiot! I'll find her. I'll find her if I have to burn down all of Paris!"
Frollo: HELLFIRE, DARK FIRE
NOW GYPSY IT'S YOUR TURN!
CHOOSE ME OR YOUR PYRE
BE MINE, OR YOU WILL BURN!
GOD HAVE MERCY ON HER
GOD HAVE MERCY ON ME
BUT SHE WILL BE MINE, OR SHE WILL BURN!"
Y/n who was listening in walks away from the door muttering to herself.
Y/n: "You are to blinded to accept this act of mercy and see your sins to repent. May you get the justice you deserve. "
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Frollo's Adopted Daughter
FanfictionY/n Frollo, the adopted daughter of Claude Frollo and older sister to Quasimodo. Join her on her path to freedom.
