Alyxander moved a bit closer to the door, pushing it in a little bit to peek into the room. He backed off again though, retreating back to the stairs, as if afraid of being caught. But it was more of a fear of waking Josephine and upsetting her... she rarely kept secrets, so if she hadn't spoken of this thing that Raoul was so guilty over, then it must be something that was painful to admit or something really, really bad. 'Could he have done something to her?' The thought made his blood boil, but he shook it away; though it remained always in the back of his mind. 'No, he couldn't have been the cause... he couldn't protect her is what he said. Then who, or what?'