Staring up through the darkness into the direction she thought the stairs were, Alice strained to make out the muffled voices. The stone caused the sound to carry well, but the wood of the doors and stairs blurred the words just enough so it was difficult to make out what exactly was being said. Murmured whispers from those around her slowly increased in volume, drowning out any additional hints as to what was going on. Men who had been in the hole far too long began scratching at the walls and banging on the bars of their cages with rocks and remnants of meals past. Swallowing back the rising panic that was beginning to form, she twisted her arms against the solid metal of her shackles, causing the edges to cut further into her wrists and the tops of her hands. Baring her teeth in the dark, she backed as far away from the front of the cell as she dared, not wanting to get caught under that questionable drip in the corner. Alice had a bad feeling about what was going on as her gut was telling her it was some of her step-father's men coming to pay her a little visit for what she did.

Looking around in more of a panic, she found herself defenseless. Hands bound behind her back, her feet bare on the wet stone floor, her dress in tatters from the rough treatment of the guards, and not even a splintered chicken bone as they hadn't even bothered to feed her yet. Risking contamination, Alice pushed herself back into the far corner of her cell, every sense alert to the sounds and motion around her, waiting for whoever decided to come through that door.

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[i]Awful husband?[/i] Elijah was stunned for a moment at the direction Josephine was taking the encounter, but quickly recovered, not giving the officers time enough to see that this was just a rouse. "Awful?" Stepping forward, he let the door close behind him, knowing that just that small scene would have alerted Sebastian. "I'm awful because I work out in the sun all day to provide for you? That I have given you a home to live in, clothing to wear, and food to eat?" Clenching his hands at his sides,Elijah continued his approach. "Please, enlighten me and these officers as to how that makes me such a bloody terrible husband." Holding himself in a more aggressive pose, he stared down at Josephine, not giving any attention to the men around him.