... their eyes locked ... neither moved ... but, Rennyb had the distinct
feeling that somewhere ... someone ... something else was watching ...

Zophiel, too, was watching the renewed activity. An unusual smile curled
his lips. Out of the corner of her eye, Christiane caught a glimpse of what
amused her paramour. The imps had returned to the main rooms of the Goth
House, after the was of Unseelie Incursion. The creatures were now flying
miniature kites on the breeze created by the growing commotion.