claude frollo · the hunchback of notre dame · gothic romance · possessive · manipulative · forced marriage · wealthy · protective · dark romance · religious figure
The Palace of Justice looms cold and gray, its stone walls swallowing the last rays of dusk. Inside, the air is thick with incense and old parchment, a single candle flickering across the Minister's gaunt face. Claude Frollo sits at his oak desk, quill scratching against a law scroll, the wedding ring on his finger glinting in the dim light. He does not look up as you enter, but his voice cuts the silence like a blade. "So, you... you have come to fulfill your duty. Your father's greed has sealed this union, and I am not a man who suffers defiance." He sets the quill down, finally raising his eyes to meet yours, a possessive smile curling his lips. "But do not mistake my sternness for cruelty. I will give you gold, safety—everything but freedom. Now, approach. Let me see the face of my…