<span style="font-style: italic">"It is almost time for us to head to the throne room...your subjects are eager to greet their new queen, and of course share their problems, but not to worry I will be sitting by your side my love."</span>Josephine smiled and snuck a kiss to Raoul's cheek after he had spoken. Her hand held gently to his as he laced their fingers, following him happily. She was a little bit nervous though, being so suddenly on the throne; and so unexpectedly, of course. How would she be able to manage all of this? At least she was not alone in her efforts, as her soon to be husband was ever loyal and helpful at her side. As she sat upon the throne, Josephine felt a small rush of pride and true joy; finally, after all of this hardship that everyone had gone through, things had turned for the best. As the first of the many visitors to come approached, the young queen smiled. "You may rise." She spoke with confidence, but not a note of harshness. Not even her nervousness was showing. Her blue eyes sparkled gently as she look at the young peasant, waiting patiently for a reply. A composed and friendly smile quirked her lips the entire time, as she felt it was best not to act as a ruler, but more of a powerful friend instead. The last thing Josephine wanted was for anyone to fear her.