Only a little over four months had passed since she was ordered by the Dark Lord to move into the house of a complete stranger who'd tried to kill her twice. Every single part of her life was changed, turned upside down. She was still struggling to adjust. Antonin hadn't yet started the rigorous training schedule that would come later. Mostly, he just tried to strengthen her defenses and prepare her for what she could expect when she was finally ordered to be more heavily involved in the growing regime.