Josephine shook her head. "When I was young I would dream of a palace much alike the one at the head of this kingdom. I would dream I was the princess. But it was fantasy, it was a silly dream of a child. I grew out of it, they never returned." She looked curiously at Raoul, wondering what had brought about these sudden questions. "Did your father trouble you for being with me? He did, didn't he?" 'But why this?' "I don't understand. Where have these questions come from?" She wasn't demanding an answer, and her voice was calm and soft. "I just want to understand what is going on, Raoul."