<span style="font-style: italic">"Touche, you will know soon enough I should think."</span>"Indeed. For I am not speaking of my name until I know of yours, sir." It was a gentle tease, her smile gave that away. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, because she did; he had kept her from capture multiple times over, instead of handing her over like he could have easily done.<span style="font-style: italic">"Better now you can breathe?"</span>he spoke as he stepped back a bit. The blush on her cheeks remained in earnest, and Josephine glanced away from a moment. She straightened out her dress, as it was not the fanciest kind and easily messed up. It had been a gift given to her for occasions like these; a birthday present years before, though it had been too big back then. After a moment, she simply nodded in answer, unable to speak. Her gaze nervously glanced around,, not out of worry that the guards remained nearby. If her parents had seen that, or Alyxander at the worst, she would be in for a troublesome night indeed.<span style="font-style: italic">"Perhaps we should get out of here...the moment he entered this room it started to feel a little crowded."</span>Josephine returned her gaze to him, smiled and nodded. "Quite crowded, yes." She was so flustered that she didn't even realize the slight joke he added in about how it was because of the king that it had become so stuffed. She followed him out into the garden, her breath catching in her throat. It was beautiful outside, like nothing she had ever seen. The blossoms were in full bloom, colors of all shades and flowers of all kinds lit by the stars and moon. " 'Tis a beautiful night. I have not seen a more magnificent garden."