She was reluctant to let go of her husband's hand even if it meant she could be free of Rodolphus again. He'd been such a constant source of comfort and security that she didn't want to leave him. Sensing her anxiety, Antonin kissed the top of her head and whispered in her ear that she would be safe and he would only be a short distance away if she needed him. It was enough encouragement to follow Mr. Akingbade to a small chamber off of the one the Dolohov brothers were standing in.