Chapter 12: A Guy Like You

The city was burning to the ground all of Paris was lit up in flames and the sky filled with smoke "Sir we've looked everywhere and still no sign of the gypsy girl o Belle" dicho the soldier with the brown beard reporting to Frollo in the town square confused "I had the entire cathedral surrounded guards at every door there was no way she could have escaped unless" he thought gazing up at Notre Dame where Quasimodo was worried sick he hadn't seen Esmeralda in days and when news spread of Belle's disappearance he was in a panic now she had gone missing to the gargoyles...

Chapter 11: Saved

The siguiente morning Frollo acted like nothing happened and continued his buscar for the gypsy girl he knew that wherever she was Belle surely would be they came to small inicial with a windmill outside the city the people gathered around saying that Frollo had gone mad and that he had never harmed anyone Esmeralda noticed all the commotion and figured that Pheobus would surely be here she had to warn him of Frollo both were inside the house talking with the homeowners "We found this gypsy talisman on your property have tu been harboring gypsies?", "Our inicial is always open to the...

Belle smiled to herself as she finished stacking the last shelfload of books. It was almost time to shut up shop, so she leaned down the ladder and addressed the small, fair haired girl sitting with her nose deep in a book.

“Angie. Angie, sweetie.”

The girl looked up. “Sorry, Mama, did tu say something?”

“It’s nearly time to go.”

“Oh, but I’m in the middle of this great book-”

“Then tu can take it with you. I’m sure Mr Bookkeeper won’t mind.” Belle slid down the ladder and held out her hand. “Come on, let’s go home.”

Obediently, Angelique closed the book, got...