Josephine remained by Matt's side through every moment, worried evermore for each passing second that went by. Worried that at any moment he could worsen. Alyx too stayed by for a long while, until the Williams' came home. Their reaction was more of concern than refusal to shelter the accused male, especially after they had been told of what had happened. They couldn't just throw him out into the street, criminal or not. Unless he did any wrong toward them, they would not agree with the accusations: he had not stolen anything from them during his stay nearly a week before. In fact, he had given them food that still lasted to that day to feed them. How could this same, merciful boy be a murderer?
Hours ticked by, but without any improvements. Finally Matt began to respond, though Josephine had nearly fallen asleep. When she heard his voice, she instantly awoke, listening close. "You're alright!" He didn't seem to hear. In fact, his words that followed her quiet whisper made no sense to her. Alyxander walked in, having been speaking with their 'parents', and gave Josephine a questioning look. "I realize you think this is for the betterment of everyone, your still a greedy bastard. The peasants would side with us... No they are not rodents under the rug, they are men and can fight just as well as any 'trained knight.' Plus, thousands against hundreds is an easy win. The nobles will surely see that." Now that would prove that he truly was the prince. But why was he saying this there, then? To them?
It was a few moments after vhe stopped speaking deliriously and finally came to his senses. Josephine smile, sighing with relief. "Shh, you're safe." Only Matt could see the sparkle of happiness ain her eyes. He was awoke, alive, and well! "Are you alright? Do you feel lightheaded or anything?"
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