Returning to London was a foolish idea. Even she was aware that it was ridiculous to go back to the city that was a favorite haunt of the very men and women she was trying to avoid. Antonin's daily tasks didn't bring him much to the city any longer. For many years after he was no longer required to personally train some of the Dark Lord's chosen few, he had his own office inside the Ministry of Magic. Almost like a regular person. His orders changed when the Dark Lord wanted him by his side more often. She had no reason to believe that her husband had any reason to be in London. As long as she stayed away from the areas of the city where she knew that wizards and witches tended to gather, she thought she would be all right.