HoND : Just His LuckEsmeralda had all the luck of the Devil.HoND : Just His Luck by J-Jay-Jack
If she sneezed, the Seine would run dry just to spite her.
Clopin stared up, up, up at Notre-Dame with a feeling of irritation mingled with intimidation. He had promised that he would fetch her, and so he would. Even if there were guards around the cathedral Clopin Trouillefou had been sneaking around the backs of Frollos men for thirty years, and he was getting good at avoiding detection. He wasnt fond of the method he would have to employ tonight, however. The stone walls of Notre-Dame were bleak, and his fingers already ached to foreshadow the torture to come.
Yet, he had promised. Esmeralda would get back to the Court even if Clopin had to carry her(Hopefully it wouldnt come down to that). He laid one hand against a statue of Mary, looking at the stone eyes for a long moment before pulling himself into her arms and then onto her head. For a moment Clopin felt an apology forming on his lips, but he scoffed rather than