Claude Frollo X Reader

Chapter 3 ~ Staying With Frollo

Your father sent you to Paris to stay with Frollo for two weeks, your father was wanting you to marry Frollo, packing your best dresses and lecturing you on what you should and should not do.

You where pushed on a carriage with your bags and whisked off to Paris, it was around two hours, and you soon good bored, reading a book to distract yourself from the well of anxiety brewing in your stomach.

You got to the checkpoint in Paris in entered with ease, slowly riding to Frollo's house. Drawing back the curtains of the carriage you watched people mill around. You envied their life a little.

Closing the curtains again you bit your fingernails. The carriage stopped with a jolt and the driver popped his head into it.

'my lady, we have arrived' he said.

'Thank you' you say, leaving the carriage, you faced a large castle like building in what seemed like the middle of Paris. It was dark and foreboding. People obviously kept away from it.

Your driver picked up your bags while a worker walked out of the building and guided the horse and carriage around the corner. The doors opened for you and Frollo stood in the entrance way.

'hello (y/n)' he said, kissing your cheek, your kissed his (like French greeting you know).

'I will get my servant to take your things to your room' he said walking off, you follow him down a large hallway.  'You must be starving my dear' he said, reaching for your chin and examining your face. He leads you to a large dinning room and sat you down, a plate of (what ever food you want) stood before you.

'Thank you Claude' you say smiling as he sits down. He smirks and starts eating his own food.

Gingerly you eat a part of the food, 'This is lovely Claude' you mummered.

'Good' he said 'I will tell the chief' he stared at you again, examining every feature of your face. You desided you had enough of this.

'so Claude' you say 'what does being a judge entail?'

He smirks at you 'Well the obvious, but my main quest is to vanquish those evil gypsies from Paris, they are vermin and need to be dealt with'

You where alittle confused so you pushed further 'Why are gypsies vermin?' you ask

'they rob, they steal and they are all witches. They use their powers to twist the mind and ensnare the senses of the Holy and Godly. I have been called by Holy powers to rid Paris from these creatures and cleanse those affected by their tricks'.

What a nutter you think.

'Anyway, you aren't a gypsy, you are too beautiful' he said, smirking at your reaction.

The room went very quiet but soon Frollo for you talking again.

'I have work to do my dear, you can go anywhere in the Palace apart from the staffs quarters and the prison cells. You can can go around Paris but I will want you to have a escort.' he smirks and leaves the room.

You deside for now to not explore the city, instead going round the rooms of the palace.

You soon reached a library which you stayed in for a while. It was mostly religious works and books which interested you. You took out one by pope Pius, opening it you read through it and soon you fell asleep in the chair.

Frollo was looking for you, it had been around six hours and dinner was being served.

Popping his head into the library he saw you, sleeping soundly on the chair, the book still in your hands.

He smirked, walking towards you, he went behind you, going to shake you awake, he sniffed your hair, sniffing it again, deeper this time, burying his face into your (hair colour) locks. he felt you slowly wake up and shook you alittle.

'I didn't know you could read' he said, picking up the book from your hand.

'Yes, I can read Latin and French' you reply.

He looked at you approvingly. 'It is dinner' he stated.

'Oh I must get changed' you say. He nods and guides you to your room.

It was quite large, with stone walls and a four poster bed in the middle. A large cupboard sat on one of the walls and there was a door to a bath in the side.

'I hope this will be satisfactory' Frollo mummers, watching your every move as you go in.

'Yes, thank you' you reply. He closes the door, waiting for you to get ready.

Frollo stood thinking, (y/n) is so beautiful he thought, gosh she smelt amazing. I would love to see her beg for me he smirked before getting horrified at what he thought, praying to Mary to rid him from his thoughts he tried to get you out of his mind.

You got on a new dress and left the room, looking up at Frollo. He looked disturbed. 'Is anything the matter Claude?' you ask.

'no, no' he answered, hiding his face he turned towards the dinning room again.