[center][h1][Color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=F48CA7]Location:[/color] Route to Prison[/center][hr]

Josephine had heard the man right. It seems they would be interrogated rather than just asked questions. Damn their language barrier too. They knew damn well they intended that and they fell for it. Worst of all, the Lord Major was under the same impression surely. It seems they would not be leaving as quickly as they liked.

Josephine sat and contemplated. There was too much at stake here. If the dreams weren't evident enough, then the mark on her finger surely was. She was invested in this now. Whatever was watching over them would surely not let two of its chosen people go down this route. Perhaps she would not need to rely on divine intervention. Haakon figures the truth will help them, but in her experience sometimes you needed to do things for yourself.

Josephine spoke softly to Haakon so only he would hear her. [color=F48CA7]"Darling, the truth is all well and good and I intend to set them straight, but we will need a back-up plan should the worst happen. We will need some way of contacting the Lord Major should something come up and we may need to escape on our own. Purely only as a last resort, but I have a feeling these officers have it already in their heads we are guilty. Better safe than sorry, after all."[/color]