Josephine looked up from her corner, wanting to step in but still having her wrists tied behind her she was helpless. A shudder ran through at what had nearly happened to her, frightened half to death that it may happy again, or at least be attempted. She was snapped out of her fear by the first guard's threat. The second guard tried to break up the fight again, but there really was no fight just yet. Josephine put her knees close to her chest, wanting to do something to distract herself but finding nothing. "Come on, we need to tell the king of this." The second guard left the cell, motioning for the other to follow but seeing as he was being so rash and impulsive that may or may not happen.