To be free was a glorious feeling because now he could move around with ease and without consequences. No nasty Dementors to suck what was pleasant from him, no cage to keep him separated from his love. Rodolphus didn't mind that the Dementors were out in the country side, free to act as they pleased. He was free and could wake beside his wife each day.
Rodolphus had woken much to early for his taste and had down his duty in cursing the house elf for doing so. He was not pleased with the fact he was up, when one did not work why couldn't they sleep in. He had stalked off to his study yanking a bottle of Fire Whiskey from the mahogany cupboard followed by a crystal glass. He poured a drink sitting down looking out the window waiting for the post. He received his Daily Prophet reading the main news and running over the list of muggleborns wanted or caught, a sneer on his lips before knocking back more of the liquid before pouring more into the glass. Rodolphus walked out of the study with glass in hand heading back to find his wife.
Standing in the doorway he tilted his head against the frame, "Dear how are you?" His rough voice softer when he spoke to Bella.