Northern's eyes widened just as he flung them open. After answering Annette, he was slightly shocked.
But he also simultaneously understood what had happened with his eyes.
It was like something was keeping them inactive the whole time. And he had no idea that was what was happening until the situation forced him to react.
It just happened to be that he flipped to the other side when he heard about Rughsbourgh.
And that strong drive was what he needed to open his eyes. He just didn't have an idea because he was focusing on the wrong thing the entire time; waiting for the eyes to open on their own.
Meanwhile, they'd been there the whole time.
Annette studied him silently, her single vermilion eye burning with awe.
A small smile curled the corner of her lips and she commented, "Your eyes… are beautiful."
Northern was also shocked by her comment. His eyes are beautiful.
