Almost as soon as she allowed the traitorous thought to flicker through her mind, she brushed it away. That was madness talking, not logic and reason. Antonin wouldn't give up the responsibility of becoming the next Dark Lord because he didn't trust anyone else in the world like he trusted himself. If there was anyone else he thought might do a better job, she knew that he would support them in their endeavor. But, as he'd already made it quite clear over and over again, he didn't trust anyone else with the duty. Not with his family still alive and looking to him for protection. Besides, she didn't want the millstone of her husband and son, two people she never wanted in her life to begin with, hanging around her neck.