Novel & Cerita Does Arya Stark Stay Blind

His silver-gold eyes took in the endless plains of jagged blue ice, his jaw set in a rigid line of uncompromising authority. Queen Lyra rode beside him. She was clad in reinforced white leather armor trimmed with thick arctic fox fur, her Sun-Marked crest glowing fiercely against her collarbone. Her solar core, normally a warm and gentle hearth, was burning with a heightened, defensive intensity, reacting to the unnatural suppression of the Frostfell environment.

"Why shouldn't I? Is something wrong with her eyes? Is she blind?" Lydia sat on the bed and wore a pitiful look as she looked at Ace, "You see, Alyssa here has an eye illness, the sort that mustn't be exposed to light which is why she wears a blindfold. If you take off her blindfold and she wakes up and learns it's been taken off, she might die of insecurity. You wouldn't want that for her, right?"

He is rigid and looks away from me. "Please don't push me away," I whisper, tears flooding my eyes. I hold his hands and wrap them around my waist. He still doesn't hold me. I put my hands around his face and make him look me in the eyes. His eyes are bloody red. "I am sorry," I say. He just gazes emotionlessly at me. "I am sorry, baby. Don't be like this," I say, tears running down my cheeks. "You have hurt me, Arya," his voice comes out hoarse.

From now on, I truly am alone. *** Blaze's POV When I realized I was standing at Aerilyn's doorstep, I was already quite surprised, but I didn't expect to hear the sounds of arguing and even something breaking from inside her house. Her screams told me she's in danger, and without much thought, I rushed in. I stopped in the door frame, seeing her lying on the ground, covered in cuts, surrounded by shards of a vase. In that moment, I couldn't see anyone else, only her. I don't know why, but something inside me softened.

It was mesmerizing. He couldn't help but notice the fact that she had yet to look into his eyes! "I apologize, she is blind" Antonio spoke up as he took a step in front of his daughter in a protective stance. The prince simply nodded and tried to keep his mind off of the woman that intrigued him so much. He didn't miss the fact that his wolf was going crazy. She was his mate but she was also a Vampire. A Blind vampire. It was as if something in him switched off. The moon Goddess had given him a defective mate.

Her fuse smoldered shorter in her chest. “He’ll tear that bunker apart,” Aria said quietly. “He’ll know you were there.” “I know,” Lys said. She started walking. Every step sent little shocks up her spine. Her left hand twitched uselessly at her side. The blind half of her vision made the world lopsided; she favored the clearer right, trusting Aria to warn her about what she couldn’t see. “You could still turn around,” Aria said, unable to stop herself. “The cascade won’t grab his implant anymore. Proximity isn’t a death sentence now. You could let him catch up and—”

" I want you to make a firm commitment to me right now. Arya looked perplexed as he spoke. "Yeah... I mean, I promise, but what exactly am I promising you?" She inquired, a puzzled expression on her face. "Hey, look at me," he urged, holding her chin, "nothing is going to happen to me, but I want you to promise me that you will stay strong for me and this pack; this is our family, and you have to be strong not only for them but also for yourself." Something could happen to me during the battle, and I want you to assure me that if the opportunity arises, you will be able to finish me off." When he stated this, Arya recoiled in terror.

“I really wanted to drink your blood but before that, I would like to see you bathe on it. Just like that damn beast did to me, I’ll both kill you afterward.” “HAH!” Layla gasped when she felt her innards coming out of her body. Her sight hadn’t adjusted in the dark yet and she could barely see anything which made her other senses work more efficiently. She closed her eyes to easily adapt to the situation. It was unusual but since she was blindfolded for so long, she could better operate when her sight was blocked. “Take this!”

Pure, white rage surged through her, clouding her judgment, as he leveled his gun at her with a menacing glare. “Stand up and join the others,” he barked, his voice harsh. “Oh, hell no,” she shot back, feeling an unexpected surge of confidence. He wouldn’t shoot; for reasons unknown, it seemed they needed the women alive. His frustration was palpable as he advanced, and Arya seized the opportunity. In one swift motion, she retrieved a weapon concealed in her boot and plunged it into his chest. The surprise in his eyes mirrored her own horror—this was not her first kill, but it felt different. She felt nothing this time.

"Which woman had such foresight?" "The one who dumped me has foresight, then the one who chased me is blind, right?.....Miss Blind?" "Humph……" Arya shook her head. "Later, didn't I woke up in time and in my heart, I had thrown you away?" She raised her chin and displayed a proud expression on her face. Ha, ha……that is for venting my hatred! Dr. Jack grinned and ignored her. Arya asked with enthusiasm. "Dr.Jack, what was her reason for dumping you?"