Just before the sun went down for the night Antonin returned home. She didn't have the first clue where her husband spent his time outside of their sanctuary. Part of her longed to know all of the details of what was happening out there while she and their son remained locked up under heavy wards. Most of her, however, simply tried to ignore the frightening circumstances she might find if she stepped outside. The power struggle for the new head of the regime likely had already begun. Her husband returning safely home each night was all the information she needed in that moment. Perhaps her feelings would change the longer she was locked inside.