Josephine thanked the guard again, for sticking by her and being loyal. As he left, she wondered who may support her cause from before? Had the kingdom forgotten about the princess, or did they still hold hope? Perhaps there were many like the guard, who support her where she thinks least to look. Or maybe many more who are too scared to admit it. 'All of our fighting is not to waste. If we are all to die, our deaths will light a spark when word gets out. The sparrow may die, but her song lives on; when we are gone, our cause shall live on.' She held fast to that hope and strength, spending the moments that ticked by, every second a moment closer to the end. She would spend that time steeling herself so this wouldn't be so scary, so frightening; so that she could comfort Alyx, and Raoul, and the Williams, and tell them their efforts were not to waste.