Passing by the elaborate hallways without displaying any interest at the impressive architecture and design, she stopped when she finally reached her destination. Someone who was more polite or proper might have knocked on the door before entering, but, when it was only Rodolphus hidden in the room, such thoughts did not even enter her mind. Instead she only turned the handle of the door and pushed it open. She was rewarded by the sight of her husband. Positioned behind his desk and the paperwork that was no doubt dull and pointless, her lips twisted upwards in what could be considered a slight smile. However, it was only as a result of victory in her quest rather than affection a wife would normally display once she found her husband.
Striding over to his desk she did not offer any manner of greeting but glanced down at the letter he had finished writing. "Saying no to another of Parkinson's balls?" she inquired with a raised eyebrow as she shoved some paper work out of the way of his desk and hoisted herself up onto the mahogany surface without a care in the world. "She will be so disappointed. Too bad I don’t care."