Josephine smiled, looking up at Raoul as his arms wrapped around her hips. Even such a simple touch was well missed from before. "Just promise you won't reconsider. Your help, even when you are not king, is important, yes. But I want you to be a part of this effort to heal this wounded kingdom like you have always tried to do. You deserve better than just standing around and acting as a consul to me." She leaned forward a little and kissed him on the lips, much as he had done to her a while before; with a sudden urgency, as if wanting to be proven of his presence. To prove that this was not a dream.