But, even the minute amount of sympathy she felt for the brother of the first man she ever killed only extended so far. Especially when he stood over her completely helpless form with murder in his eyes. She cursed herself for demanding that Antonin leave. If Wood tried anything with her husband there, he would've been dead in seconds. Very few wizards alive could take him down in a duel. He was very skilled. She missed his calming presence. Why did she have to be so dramatic and throw him out of her hospital room? It was no wonder their marriage was crumbling. Both of them were stubborn fools.