But the new Earl did not see them.

Earl could barely see ten feet through the darkness.

In a hundred years of endless night, Earl had never seen anything as beautiful.

His eyes focused on something Earl couldn't see.

Nor was there so much as a trace of the forlornness in his eyes that Earl had seen earlier.

Stewart said nothing, still avoiding eye contact, but Earl saw the black of his pupils grow wider.

Earl saw Thomas open his mouth as if to say something, then close it again.

The High Earl saw the boy got leavings from his own board so he'd have enough to eat.

"Earl, I have not before seen you as a creature of treachery."

But maybe, as a personal favor to foe, Earl would see what he could do.