Damien was barely bothered by the people on the stage or the play. He was here only for the fun of it, to enjoy the secrets and the words of the peasants that must have hurt his mouse. He noticed the skip in Penny's heartbeat and he tilted his head staring at the man on the stage.
To be able to get a reaction out of Penny, he wondered who the man was. His eyes shone in mirth as he sat at the front with his hands folded and one of his legs placed over the other.
"Do you know their names?" Penny heard Damien ask next to her ear as he had leaned over, not wanting to disturb the other people who sat around them.
