Josephine's gaze swept over the crowd as their voices grew in small increments, getting louder and more sure of themselves. She had not known she had the support of so many for her cause. Or perhaps it was just their suffering and poor conditions that had led them to want any form of change there was. Either way, if she survived this, change is exactly what would occur.<span style="font-style: italic">"All Hail Princess Josephine!"</span>Her head turned, smiling to Raoul.<span style="font-style: italic">"ALL HAIL PRINCESS JOSEPHINE!!"</span>Alyxander and the Williams' joined in with the responders to the prince's call. Her ocean blue eyes sparkled with happiness, her hope taking flight; but she was still in very real danger, she was reminded. The floor beneath her shifted a little, and the noose tightened; not enough to cut off her air, but enough to scare her. Was she really still to die?<span style="font-style: italic">"WAIT!"</span>Her eyes set upon one of the kings most trusted and loyal allies and supporters, and her gaze flickered with a bit of fear. Would he subdue the crowd and give them a reason for her death? Josephine prayed it would not be so.<span style="font-style: italic">"Hezekiah, I swear to you on the blood of all of the innocent lives you have slain if you kill this girl your head is next!"</span>The crowd gasped, and the princess did too. The most supportive and second-most powerful man in the kingdom... had just denounced the king on stake of his life. The glitter in her eyes returned, and she glanced to her companions. Alyxander grinned and gave a bow of his head. The Williams' were smiling, the madame nearly crying from relief. Surely the king would not be so irrational as to go through with this now, with his life being threatened. They had won!