She hoped that he was right. Refusing to relinquish her hold on the disturbing book containing the description for the spell, she allowed her husband to lead her out of the caves. When they returned to their temporary home, she didn't even argue when Antonin handed her one of her old potions and encouraged her to get straight in bed. If all went as it was supposed to, that would be the last time she ever had to drink a vial of the damned potion.