Rodolphus turned back to look at her, amusement apparent in his eyes. "Yet you will tremble after either." He cast a knowing glance toward her hands.
Her apparent fragility however, pleased him tonight and so he reached out and pulled her to feet. "Come." He gave her a feral wink, "I promise to be gentle."
And that night, the deatheater headquarter were filled with the screams of one of Rodolphus' Renegades that for once, were most certainly not out of pain. ;)