All at once she felt exhausted again. How was it possible that the man could have that effect on her with just the sound of his voice? She longed to crawl back under the covers, pull them over her head, and pretend like the rest of the world didn't exist. No longer did she want to remain in Rodolphus" house. Her plan to get him to trust her long enough to tear down his defensive walls seemed like a terrible idea. But, she knew that leaving wasn't an option yet. She hadn't learned anything useful and she hadn't been able to poison him. While she was well aware of the fact that if properly motivated, she could kill the wizard even in his own home, she wanted more than that. She was desperate to know what he'd done to her mind. Until she learned for certain that he couldn't control her again, she had to remain right where she was.