He had thrown her over his shoulder again to bring her back downstairs. Days had passed since he was observed carrying her up to his room. If he didn't give anyone at least the opportunity to see her exit, his actions would be dissected and discussed. Anything at all that might make him seem disloyal had to be avoided. The Dark Lord was no longer just simply punishing his followers. He'd begun targeting their families as well. Augustus had three sons he loved dearly, even if they could hardly stand to be in the same room with their father. He couldn't bear the thought that they would be harmed. Or his growing brood of grandchildren.