((sorry, had to do the dishes))<br/><br/>Josephine remained in the rose garden, amongst the white roses, until the sun was beginning to set. Still there was no sight of Raoul. 'His father probably is wanting to speak with him. He shall be back tomorrow.' With a soft sigh, the young woman stood and walked off back in the direction of her home. Upon returning to the house, she was bombarded by her worried parents. "Where have you been?! It's almost night and you hadn't returned. We came home after noon and found your note. What took you six entire hours to walk to and back?" 'I had been out for six hours?' She hadn't known she had been gone so long, or that her family would be so concerned by her leaving for a little bit. "We were worried you may have gotten hurt, or lost, or captured even." "But I'm fine, mother. I wasn't far, honest. I had fallen asleep, I am sorry. I hadn't meant to worry you." Most of that wasn't a complete lie, just bits of it. "We have something important we must speak to you about tonight, Josephine. This cannot be put off any longer." 'What can't be put off any longer?' Alyxander was a little ways away, his eyes trained on Josephine. "There has been something we have been keeping a secret. But you are of age now. You have the right to know." "Know what?"