Josceline was overcome with grief for her father. She could not understand why someone would do this. â€œPrincess, are you alright?â€ She turned around to see Zane standing outside the door. He must have heard her screaming just moments before.<br/><br/>â€œJust wait outside,â€ Her voice came out harsh and dry. She did not want to see him, she just wanted to be alone. Looking back down at her father she grabbed his hand and brought it to her lips to kiss. â€œI love you, Father.â€ Was all she managed to get out when Allen entered the room with Fletcher.<br/><br/>â€œFletcher?â€ Josceline questioned looking down at Allen. â€œYou would do this? But way...â€ her voice trailed off when she saw the crest of the Red Rebellion on his shirt. She quickly got up from her chair, nearly tipping it over, and stormed towards to him. â€œWe trusted you! How could you do this? Never mindâ€¦â€ her face became stone cold and her voice dropped to a deadly tone, she knew what she had to do. â€œFor what you have done you shall be punished. Take him to the dungeon till we can have an execution.â€ She said looking at the men that were holding Fletcher. â€œThe rest of you leave. I do not want to see anyone right now.â€ With that she turned her back.