Josephine smiled, glad she could make Raoul feel as happy as he made her feel. As he traced his thumbs over the backs of her hands, she sighed softly. His touch was so gentle. His hands were slightly calloused, showing he didn't sit around and do nothing, be pampered like the other nobles. He wasn't just another noble though, he was not like the others.<span style="font-style: italic">"I think my father may have done your family a grave disservice. But I promise to you upon everything that I am and have...once I find out what it was I will make it right."</span>'How has his father done a disservice to my family? What does he mean?' Her head turned as she heard the noise of trumpets, and faraway footsteps.<span style="font-style: italic">"I must go...before they find this place...when can I meet you here again?"</span>"Later, if you can. If not, the same time tomorrow."