07. sharing silence with them.
𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 : open / accepting ⟢
The Wall had been as captivating as it had been intimidating. It stood as a testament to the might of the North and as a bulwark from everything that lingered on the other side of it. Jace had accompanied Cregan Stark to The Wall, traveling for three weeks all the way from Winterfell to the imposing structure. Aegon had stood at this very same spot once, looking over the vast expanse that had made Jace's breath hitch in his throat. Had the Conqueror felt that same sense of wonder and trepidation, he wondered? Jace wanted to speak but felt as though no words were necessary. Standing there beside Cregan, his cheeks rosy and their gloved hands nearly touching, Jace didn't want to ruin the moment. They had built a quick friendship together, finding they had many similarities despite being vastly different. Jace was often petulant while Cregan was as firm and aloof as Winter herself. Cregan had brought out traits in Jace that he had yet to discover, among them were new feelings still unfamiliar to the prince. He mistook them for fondness for the wolf. "Tis' hard to believe that death is abundant beyond the Wall. It's breathtaking." He says, breaking the lingering silence between them. Jace takes a step forward, hands resting on the railing that separated the prince from a long fall. He looks back at Cregan, beckoning him forward without a word so that they might admire the savage beauty of the wilds together.
