It was already dark when, attached to her leash, she followed Lucius on hands and knees back into the bedroom she’d been sharing with the three Malfoys.  She wanted Yaxley again, but Lucius had instructed her to return to her place on her knees at his feet when Severus had finished so they could conclude their meeting.  Occasionally, she had felt his touch, or Narcissa’s, but she stayed at his side, resting her head on his knee, surprisingly exhausted.