Josephine curled up a bit on her side, not caring anymore what was seen. Her entire body was trembling with shock and horror, shaking with tears as she finally began to break down crying. That had not been what she wanted, not at all; in fact, as far from it as possible. What the guard said to Raoul made her even more upset. 'Spoiled goods... That's all I've become... Nothing but a whore now, am I?' To her, it seemed the king had already won; without him doing anything at all but locking her up in this godforsaken hellhole. Almost everything had been stolen and taken away from her; he hope, her happiness, her virginity... all she had left was Raoul. 'Surely he would not turn his back on me for this. But I have let him down, letting this happen to me. Now I really have become a whore.'