Josephine smiled as Raoul helped with the laces of her gown. She looked out the window, seeing the cloudless morning sky colored with the clearest shade of blue she had ever seen. The trees swayed gently in a light breeze. It seemed like such perfect weather, which was good if she was supposed to be going into town today. When Raoul finished and brushed her hair aside, placing a kiss or two upon her skin, she sighed softly and contently. It was then that a young servant, not her hand maid, knocked on the door and peeked in. "My apologies your graces, but there is a visitor awaiting the king downstairs. I was sent to fetch you both." Josephine glanced to the young man, thanking him and saying that they shall be right down soon. Then glancing to Raoul, curious. "Do you have any ideas as to who this visitor may be? It seems, whoever they are, they are interested in speaking with you... yet there was no mention of a name?" This was strange to her, but she held nothing but curiosity. Shall we go meet this 'guest' of yours?"