You were the looker of France every girl knew about you and lusted over you and your long/short h/c hair. They always fought over you and took you from themselves people never knew about your little secret that you were hiding from everyone...

Your p.o.v

I look around the celebration to see the main stage filled with lights and music comin from a tambourine. "Wow..." I had never been to one of these parties before but it was amazing. Before I could walk away the spotlight shined on one person up onstage. He was absolutely handsome with dark brown hair that was a little past his shoulders tied up with a piece of cloth.

Esmeraldas p.o.v

Everytime. I hate doing this especially in front of her. The priestess it pains me to see her sumug face looking at me in pleasure.

I just wish that people would recognize that I'm not like the other men in France I want be loved by the same sex. I want to feel the pain they feel. Before I could walk off stage I noticed someone as handsome as Francis himself.( gold star to whoever gets the reference.)
I got off stageand went down and around stairs leading off to the ground and made my way through the crowd trying to reach him. Seeing a large group of women I immediately made my way through.

Your p.o.v

Before I could walk away, a large group of women started to surround me one by one. After I knew it I was completely surrounded.

It was almost the end of the show and the music stopped. I look up from the crowd to see the main stage dancer gone. A few seconds later I feel a hand on my shoulder pulling me back through the curtains of a tent. The person spins me around to make me face them and I see the main dancer. The same one up on stage performing for the priestess.

Esmarldas p.o.v

I touch his face to make sure he's real as people said he was.
Yep. Ok. I stare into his eyes. I let go of his shoulders closing my eyes for a quick second. "I'm Esmeralda..." He smiled at the gesture. "L/n, y/n l/n..."