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yelled the man I presume is Jace. Blind Guy caresses my body with his one eye as he starts from my chest and works his way down to my legs where his gaze stops and fixates on the junction of my thighs. I begin to tremble in fear as his words start to make sense in my head. NO! I need to get out of here. Without shoes I won't be as fast, but if I can just get some leverage I may be able to outrun them and find a place to hide. My fingers clench in the dirt as an idea strikes me. Without time to think this through, I squeeze the dirt in my hand and turn and throw the dirt into Blind Guy's face.

"Thank you, my Queen... my light... my everything..." Lyra ran her hands gently through his thick dark hair, looking out over their peaceful mountain kingdom beneath the star-lit sky. The Blind King had found his sight. The Rogue Healer had found her home. Sun and Shadow had together created a legacy that would adorn the world forever, bound together for all time.

I touched the banister, feeling the carved edges beneath my fingers. My stomach growled suddenly, followed by Kiran’s growling loudly. “Let me get us some food,” he said. While I waited for my brother, decided I was sick of sitting there. I attempted to get up from the stool but I ended up tripping abd walking right into the bar. “Look at her,” a feminine voice whispered. “Her eyes are grey.” “I think that means she is blind,” answered an equally feminine voice. “Poor thing. She must be newly blind.”

Right there, impossible to miss in the flickering glow of the firelight, was the prominent, rigid outline of his semi-hard length. He was aroused. A warm, electric shockwave shot straight from Avery's chest down to her toes. Her face burned with a heat so intense she thought she might actually combust. Her gaze darted back up to his face in sheer panic, her hands frozen mid-air. He’s blind. He doesn't know I can see... that, she thought frantically, her mind spinning out of control. Or does he? Damien stood perfectly still, his expression a mask of cool composure, but the slight tightening of his jaw and the rapid pulse in his neck betrayed him.

July seemed enthusiastic about the idea. "Huh?" Really, Argus looks stupid with his current expression. "What do you mean by blind marriage? Will the guests wear blindfolds like a masquerade party or something similar? Or will the entire wedding hall be pitch black?" Whether the thought of a new idea for a marriage concept is too good or her mental health was depressed due to the pressure of the situation, Argus was dubious for a moment.

She stood up, standing in front of him. His mouth dropped open and he looked into her eyes. It was one thing to be a woman's bodyguard, but one who was blind, he just wasn't equipped to deal with that. "No one told me you were a woman, nor that you were blind. Am sorry for making that remark." He couldn't stop his eyes from moving down to her chest when she got up and stood close to him.

“I feel useless.” He sighed. “You never told me what happened about your blindness.” “That’s because I don’t know the full story,” I said. “I woke up and I suddenly couldn’t see. I remembered just falling down and hurting my head, and after that, the world turned black.” “Hmm,” he hummed. “Have you gotten a doctor to check it out?” I shook my head and chuckled pathetically. “I never got the chance too. I’d be lucky to even have medicine when I’m in pain when I stayed in the Belmont Kingdom.”

“You’re unconvinced? Hehehe. We won’t know if we don’t try, will we? Let’s test my theory then.” the boy replied and stepped down from his mystical throne. The Blind Goddess looked into the boy’s eyes and all she could see was the vision of imminent death as it stretched its bony palms out for her. “GO AWAY!” The Blind Goddess yelled and her body turned illusory and the illusion separated into a million figures until it reached an unprecedented number that cannot be any more counted.

Not a question. "I don't know what—" "Fire escape." She tapped the glass. "Third rung squeaks. I reported it last month. Maintenance hasn't come." She turned. Sunglasses off. Gray eyes. Clear. Focused. *Seeing me.* "I've been blind for three months, Yan. Cornea transplant. Sixteen years of darkness, and now I see everything." She stepped closer. "Including you. Standing there. Pretending." I stood. "Why?" "Why what?"

Rhena, meanwhile, gave him a cynical look. "What do you mean by that, Blind? Don't just talk, Sicily!" Rhena growled. "Hah, why say that. Are you feeling flustered, or are you the culprit, Rhena?" "Slander will plunge you into disgrace. That blindness is becoming permanent, Sicily." Sicily was silent, she had no effect on the words that escaped Harlan's mouth. The man clearly preferred another mate to Sicily.