Wonderful? Rodolphus all but snarled, turning away to move to a window where he could grip the windowsill rather than lose his temper visibly, at least for now. It was outrageous. Black had been a traitor to the cause, begging the Dark Lord to be free from his sworn obligation and thus had been dispatched with years ago – yet not. As worthless as his disowned brother in the end. Yet he lived, lived and was now aided by Narcissa and perhaps even his own brother. Then he did snarl, a wild and imposing sound, and slammed his fist into the window, rattling the glass..
Carina nodded solemnly, smile slipping for a moment at the mention of her mother. "Yes. My Maman is... was Sophia Sarcelles née Bordeaux." And then Rodolphus snarled made the window sound as though it might break and she startled, rounded blue eyes looking over where he stood at the window, uncertainty and worry now where before there had been none.