Rodolphus gestured to her usual chair with a bright smile that might have felt warm splashed across the face of any other man. Rabastan too seemed pleased that she was there. The way his eyes lingered on her body as she took her seat was impossible to ignore. It brought to mind Gemma's words from days earlier about nights in the past when the three of them secluded themselves inside the Dower House for an evening together. Those nights had been a great deal of fun though hardly appropriate. She hadn't lied to her husband when she told him that she'd never been with both Lestrange brothers at the same time. She just simply never mentioned the fact that Rabastan liked to watch. Rodolphus had always been too possessive to allow her to even touch his little brother in his presence, but he didn't mind him being in the room with them.