Narcissa did understand what he was saying but she couldn't accept it. "How am I supposed to know you are safe then? What if something happens to you and I dont' know where you are? WE HAVE THEM LIVING HERE AND YOU EXPECT ME NOT TO KNOW WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" she shouted at him getting to the end of her nerves. She hated being mad at her husband but she hated being in the dark even more... and that was saying something.
"Luc please," she pleaded with him. "I need to knwo."