Josephine passed the day away daydreaming, hoping upon hope that help would come soon. It may have been calm, and the guards too lazy to try doing her or Raoul any harm, but the peace would not last; of this she was sure. Besides, they guards from the night before would return soon enough, and that would only stir up another round of trouble. Her gaze traveled to Raoul, whom had eventually fallen asleep. He looked so happy for the first time since they had been captured, out of his pain and away from his hunger. Away from this torturous place, deep in sleep. She wished she could do the same, but her body was not tired and there was too much on her mind. The guards left at one point to eat, and the princess snuck close to the front of her cell. "Raoul..." Her voice was soft, and she wondered if he would hear her through his sleeping. "I love you."