A knock at the front and only door of the cottage brought them both crashing back to reality. At least for the present, and possibly for the rest of their lives, they had to treat every single visitor as a potential enemy. Antonin stepped back from her to answer the door. The anxiety in the small house could be strongly felt up until the moment Hannah Rowle was revealed to be standing outside. With a bright smile and a kiss to the witch's cheek, Antonin invited her inside.