Josephine glanced to Raoul as she heard her nickname, shaking her head at what he said. "He is overprotective and unnecessarily so. I can protect myself and he knows it." Alyxander rolled his eyes, then glanced over at Raoul spoke to him. He was about to decline, then catching Josephine's glare, he sighed and motioned for the prince to come in. "By all means, do not attract any more attention." He mumbled, closing the door behind Raoul. "But he cannot stay much longer, princess. Sir William will have his head for being here; he will not be as willing to cooperate with this as I." Josephine knew he was right and sighed, giving Raoul an apologetic look. "I am sorry, for all of this mess. I have gotten you mixed up in this and you do not deserve it. You should go, before your father finds you have gone. He will not be pleased, I know 'tis true. I do not want you punished." She gently took his hand and leaned in close, very discreetly. "I shall be out in the garden tonight near sunset. If you can, we may speak in peace there."