Chapter 377: Lucius: The Dark Lord Sends His Regards [bonus]
With the funeral over, Arcturus Black III exchanged a few words with Orion, leaning on his cane, then departed with Lucretia. Cygnus Black III and Druella were making for the yew wall as well, her hand on his arm, her veil still in place.
Lucius tipped his head in a subtle signal and stepped deeper into the shadows of the yews.
Regulus took his meaning and followed.
They stopped beneath an old yew, its trunk broad enough to hide two men, the light through the canopy laying crosshatched shadows over them.
Narcissa's gaze swept toward them, then withdrew.
She knew what Lucius meant to discuss. He'd told her. A flicker of worry crossed her eyes and was quickly pressed down. She folded her hands before her, showing no intention of following. Men's business. She would not intrude. She would only worry.
And yet, worry aside, she wasn't much concerned for Regulus's safety. She had seen what he'd done at the Christmas banquet. Where power was concerned, this little cousin needed no one fretting over him.
What worried her was something else.
Lucius asking Regulus for help benefited Lucius, she knew that. If Regulus agreed, it benefited relations between the Blacks and the Malfoys too. She knew that as well. But for Regulus, it meant one more step into that circle, one more thread binding him to that lord's affairs.