Robes rustling softly, she settled into the offered chair, arranging herself properly before responding.
"He is well, thank you," she said smoothly, though she didn't elaborate. Speaking on Rodolphus wasn't something she was entirely fond of, though she'd endure if he pressed further. "I shouldn't bore you with mundanities, though," she ventured, "The life of a married woman is nothing to write home about."
Of course, she very rarely was a homebody as perhaps Rodolphus might have liked. More often she was off doing the Dark Lord's work, whether at his bidding or not.