Maybe it was madness to imagine that she had a secret admirer or protector. He was almost certainly a Death Eater even if he hadn't admitted it openly during her captivity. She didn't know his name or even what he looked like. For all she knew, he was just playing a dangerous game. Any other time, any other woman, would have been unnerved by such a sentiment from a man she didn't know. He could have been acting on Antonin's orders. One more way he could control her. There was still so much to learn about her new life. She fell asleep clutching the promise, false or not, of an ally in a world filled with enemies.