Josephine did not move at all except her shaking breathing and trembling until she heard Raoul's voice. She uncurled a bit trying to sit up, but it was not easy with her hands still tied behind her; they too also ached, as her hands had been beneath her for the entire time. "The fault is not your. If you could have helped, you would have." She looked over at him with tears in her eyes. "I love you, and only you. No amount of suffering could make that change. Never forget that." She managed to force a smile, but soon after fainted; everything that had happened hit her all at once, and the darkness she had been fighting back finally consumed her.<br/><br/>When Josephine woke again, she was still the same as she had been before; aching, upset and hurt. The guards from before had returned, and by the look of the sun peeking in through the barred up windows, it was around mid-day. She managed to sit up, and laid in her corner of her cell, trying hard to keep herself hidden by the shadows as her dress no longer covered her and her underwear still lay on the floor of the cell, torn.