Josephine wanted to help, and tried desperately to find a way to do so. She pulled up her dress and hurriedly tired it enough to keep it from falling. She paid no attention to her missing chemise, she was more worried about trying to help Raoul. She shuddered in fright at the mention of her being marked, but a part of her was angrier than anything that the king would dare threaten Raoul with her safety. When the fight began, she scrambled to her feet trying to find something she could use as a weapon.<span style="font-style: italic">"Run!"</span>She gave one pleading and helpless look before she took off, knowing that if she wasted any more time Raoul's attempts would do no good for either of them. She stumbled over roots and bushes in her haste, glancing back every so often.'Please be okay, Raoul.'