In the dimly lit suite, Gavriel sat leisurely on the sofa with his legs crossed. One arm was stretched along the back of the couch, while the fingers of his other hand tapped a slow rhythm against the armrest. His cold blue eyes remained fixed on the hooded figure before him.
The figure knelt on the floor, head bowed low as he waited for his master to speak.
"Explain yourself, Reve," Gavriel began, his voice low and dangerous. "Did you get careless and allow yourself to be seen in the corridor?"
Reve could tell his master was displeased. Without lifting his head, he responded in a voice that sounded like grinding stone. "No, Master. I did not make myself visible to her. I had no idea she was capable of seeing me."
"So, you are telling me a human could simply see a hell demon? Without a summoning ritual or any intention on your part to be known?" Gavriel asked, his tapping finger coming to a sudden halt.
Reve nodded slowly. "Yes, Master."
