"What's one more?" Robert shrugged at Brant. "Understand, though, given the political situation, we might very well have to be relocating out of England in the near future. And I have no idea if it is temporary or permanent. It seems that the idiots and morons want to take control of the kingdom, and I'm tired of trying to protect them from themselves. Its a hell of a lot like someone who's never ridden a broom trying to tell a professional seeker how to play quidditch. After a point, the seeker decides if the imbecile decides he wants to play, the seeker will let him, and let the rest of the world tromp him into the ground. Well, that's about where this is at. I can move us all into hiding and let them blow the rest of the wizarding world to hell if they want it.
"Robert," Brian said gently. "That reminds me, I bought two more properties today as safehouses."
"Well done," Robert said, sighing. "Alright. Back to business." He didnt ask Khaat whether she wanted to be put under his spell or moved. He just touched her forehead and cast the spell. It took effect instantly. "Now...carefully, boys. Let's get her to her room."