Penelope blinked her eyes again at the thought that she was imagining things or something had come to hover in front of her eyes but that wasn't the case at all.
"What is the matter?" Damien asked Penny who looked taken aback with his eye's color.
For the first few seconds, she stared at his black orbs of eyes which looked as dark as the color of his hair which was pitch black in color, "Y-your eyes, master Damien," she continued to stare at him where Damien turned around to walk back to where she stood on the bridge.
The wind blew, the intensity of it in her ears humming up and down as it moved around them. The loose ends of her hair were swept to the left side of her face and shoulder. Some of the baby hair was hindering her eyes which she didn't dare to remove as her eyes focussed on Damien, her eyes zeroing on his eyes which were an obvious color of darkness.
