“Of course.” She was well suited with his response, it was enough to have her falling into silent step with him, her arm automatically folding into the crook of his. They had always been like this, a perfectly matched set as far back as she could recall. Even if Bellatrix had fancied him first, Lucius had a more discerning eye in suitable companions. Bella had ever been wild and untamed, Andromeda had been too open and soft and Narcissa had been the icy hybrid of the two. The spirit and pride of both mellowed with a bit of each to make her the perfect gracious lady.

“I understand we are here, against our wills. Home is somewhere far away and,” She waved all that away for the moment, she could only hold off for so long. “What’s happened to you Lucius? Have they done this?” Her hands, soft and surprisingly warm cupped his face. He was still regal and proud but there was a hollowness to it like majestic ruins falling but still magnificent.

If anyone had hurt her family there would be a price, she was demure but when it came to her loved ones she was every bit as fierce as her sister. Perhaps even more so given she had made a family, a home, a life when her sister had given all to serve. Narcissa could discuss this place later, for now she was only concerned with Lucius, and when they could find him, Draco.