A Chance Encounter II Esme, Quasi, Frollo
Esmeralda wondered the same thing since Frollo was glaring at Quasi. She glared back and clung to Quasi on instinct, taking on a defensive stance. She signed back to Quasi. “I don’t know.” As they continued walking, she tried not to bump into him but her arm brushed against his anyway. She continued on as if nothing happened. For some reason, his very presence unnerved her and she hated feeling like she had no control over it.
Quasi tried not to look at him, but the man’s gaze on them both made his skin crawl. He kept walking with Esme, but was no longer hungry for the icecream, dropping it in a trashcan as they passed. He straightened up as best he could when Esme pressed against him, putting his arm around her waist. He’d go without signing to make her feel better.
As Frollo walked passed Esmeralda, he tried not to take notice of her, but failed miserably. As she came nearer and nearer, his heart seemed to freak out, despite how much he willed himself into a cool sereneness. He couldn’t help but take in her scent as she drew closer, it was unbearable to him, it was hard for him to control himself, but he managed. When they passed each other, their arms brushed and something clicked inside him. He knew then and there that he had to have the girl, no matter what it took. When she was a good distance from him, he stopped and examined the couple, making a mental note of the street they were on. He turned to one of his guards and whispered quietly to him, “follow them,” the guard nodded wordlessly. Frollo then turned back again, this time only walking off with one guard instead of two.