Josephine glanced over to Raoul watching as the guards headed off to meet up with their replacements. Her head shook in refusal. "Do not apologize. He was hurting me, you tried to help. Desperate times call for desperate measures." She glanced away as she heard a scuffle up the staircase where the guards had just gone. Her heart leapt, and she moved close to the bars. Soon enough a cloaked figure reached the bottom of the stairs and brushed back the hood. "Alyxander!"