(ON HOLD) Safe Haven for a Gypsy *Hunchback of Notre Dame Fanfiction*

Chapter 1

The year 1482, Paris, the morning was very cold as it was January. The people of Paris were walking around the town, a large stage in the center, not far from the Notre Dame. In within a week, the Festival of Fools would be happening and everyone was looking forward to it. Going more into town, a young girl with long, curly, raven black hair, fair tanned skin, blue hues that would draw any male in, was walking about as she kept to herself. Though, as she was walking, she was unaware of the guards walking around near by, watching her closely.

Judging by her colorful and loose clothing, the young girl was a gypsy. The guards nodded to each other, walking towards the girl. The girl only continued to walk till she was roughly grabbed by the shoulder.

"Look what we have here. A gypsy thief." The oldest guard said with a light smirk on his face.

The gypsy girl seemed to show no emotional towards the two guards that stopped her for reasons unknown, only looking up at them.

"May I help you?" She asked blankly as she held her shawl tightly over her bare shoulders, almost looking as if she was trying to hide something but was only trying to escape the cold wind.

The younger of the two guards took notice, quickly grabbing hold of her wrist. Yanking her arm up, he lifted her a few inches off the ground, his dark eyes narrowing.

"What do you have there, gypsy? Stolen goods?" The guard spoke harshly towards the young girl.

"Nothing, I have nothing and I have never stolen." She growled out her response before adding, "Now, release me." Her once soft blue hues, turning cold towards the guards before her.

"Refusing an officer is ten lashes, you witch!" The older guard growled coldly.

The two guards grabbed both of her wrists, dragging her towards a nearby alleyway. They weren't even going to bother bringing her to Judge Frollo for punishment.

"No! Release me!" Yelled the raven-hair gypsy as she struggled against the guards.

Sadly, they were a lot stronger than her and weren't going to listen as she was just a mere gypsy girl, they were Judge Frollo's guards. The men wasted no time beginning the punishment as they pushed her, face first, into the cold brick wall. Hands quickly pulled her white blouse down, showing off her tan back as one of the guards took out a short black whip from his waist. The other held her arms down in an iron grip, keeping her in place as the guard holding the whip began the punishment.

The lashes were harsh against her soft skin, her teeth biting her lower lip as she tried her best to keep in the screams. She didn't want to show them that the pain was beginning to be to much to handle. Though as they continued, the young gypsy girl couldn't contain her screams anymore and let it out, the screams echoing throughout the alleyways.

Come the tenth lash, her once clean back was coated in fine crimson liquid, her blouse ruined. The guards had a smug and amused look on their faces as they left her there to cower in her pain. Little did they know that the King of Gypsies was watching from the shadows, his usual black eyes darkening from the sight he had just witnessed.

The gypsy girl placed a shaky hand on the wall, trying to steady herself as she stood there. Blood was still running down her back as she slowly pulled the shawl up to cover the horrid lash marks. Seeing the gypsy girl walk down the alleyway, the Gypsy King decided to show himself to the young, wounded girl.

"My, my, what do we have here?" He spoke, his voice sounded gentle but commanding to others.

Upon hearing the new voice, the gypsy froze, her blue hues searching till she spotted him. He was in colorful attire, purple and gold, the maroon mask till covering half his face. Even though she wasn't a gypsy of the Court of Miracles she knew who had appeared before her. Clopin Trouillefou, the King of Gypsies, himself.

"Hello, my King." The gypsy spoke gently, her voice soft as an angel. Taken, even her look were that of an angel, for a gypsy.

Clopin nodded, keeping the smile on his face though the darkness in his eyes didn't waver. "My, my, Cherie, what happened?" He asked, his black gloved hands gesturing to her attire and crimson stained blouse that was once white.

Grip tightening around the shawl, she averted her gaze to the side. "It was nothing, just a run in with the guards. They thought I had stolen something when I was only protecting myself from the cold wind." She stated matter-of-fact. "Ten lashes was the punishment for refusing an officer they said."

Clopin kept his gaze upon her even if she didn't look at him, nodding his head. His shoulder length black hair swaying in the wind from underneath his hat. "Hm, I see. Tell me, are you new? I have not seen you around and I know about everyone in Paris." He asked her, stepping up closer towards her. He knew the wounds had to get looked at and taken care of before they became infected.

Finally, she turned her gaze up towards him, blue starring into black behind maroon. "No, I am not. I have lived in Paris for as long as I can remember, my King. Maybe I have just been well at hiding myself from the world." A soft, playful smile started to form on her lips.

Noticing, he couldn't help but chuckle lightly, his smile growing. "Maybe. May I ask what your name is, Cherie?"

Keeping her gaze locked with his, her lips moving for a moment before any sound came out. "Violca...and I already know your name, my King."

Clopin took it in his mind to remember her name, finding it beautiful though he had only heard it for the first time today. "Lovely name, it means "violet flower". Also, flower, even if you do know my name, it is improper of a gentleman not introducing himself...Clopin Trouillefou, at your service, mademoiselle." He smiled, removing his hat, which he rarely did, bowing.

"It's very nice to meet you, Clopin." Violca said, a smile plastered on her face.

"And you, my flower." Clopin smiled, straightening himself up. He was going to enjoy having her around, he just knew it.

~Author Note~
Hello my fellow gypsy lovers~ This is my first time writing a Hunchback of Notre Dame fanfiction, starring none other than Clopin! Lol. I was reading other Clopin x OC fanfictions and it encouraged me to try.~ Anyway, comment and vote please if you like it. ^·^