Bella was accustomed to watching his hands when she bowed to him. It was how she could tell what sort of mood he was in and what he wanted of her. She rose gracefully, and smiled. Merlin, as amazing as he was in her time...She could see the man he would become.
"We are. I'm..." A Death Eater. Though she realized, he wouldn't know what that is. What it meant. "I'm one of your followers. Bellatrix Black." Her eyes roamed over his face, taking it all in, before her eyes dropped back down to the ground respectfully.
"My Lord, forgive me, but I'm rather glad you are here. I feared I was outnumbered." A disgusted look crossed her face as she thought about all the white hats roaming the island. But with her Tom here...Even if it was just the two of them, things would be better this way.