A little while after all of the commotion calmed down, there was a knock at the front door of the Williams' household. Mr. Williams was the first to answer it. "Ah, what can I do for you, my fine lad?" He asked cheerfully. "What has brought you here?" He was slightly curious why a little boy had come to his door. Then again, the neighborhood was internally friendly and often enough neighbors came around to each others house just to talk and enjoy the company of each other. "Peter, who is it?" Mrs. Williams called from the kitchen. She was finishing up cooking lunch for the family, though she was curious about who the visitor was too. She peeked out into the hall, seeing the young boy standing in the doorway. "A child? Why, what a pleasant surprise." She chimed, walking out towards the front door. She wiped her hands on her apron, smiling cheerfully. "Don't know why he's here. But anyone is welcome here."<br/><br/>Josephine was up in her room, fast asleep on her bed. She had been completely tired out from all of that action earlier, and hadn't slept well the night before. Her thoughts traveled back to the prince... prince Hadrian she thought his name was... something like that anyways. Not that she cared much. She wanted nothing to do with the royalty or the king and queen, nor any of their sons. They were nothing but greedy, controlling and oppressive dictators. They always did what was best for them, but never what was good for the commoners or even the lower class nobles like her family was. It was horrible in her opinion.