@strengthanddevotion
“Is that really you?”
“Yes, it’s me.”
“Your not a dream?”
“No, I’m not a dream.”
A sharp exhale and her eyes were suddenly forced open slowly gazing to the stone gaze of her brother. She didn’t speak, she didn’t move, her gaze only looked at the statue that attempted to resemble Ned. Even after all this time, the day he promised her everything was still fresh in her head, he had taken the promise to his grave. There was none more loyal than him, none who she trusted more than he, and now he was gone. Brandon was gone, Benjen was gone, she was the last of her siblings now and despite being within her home with her family she now felt more alone than ever. The sight of her eldest nephew brought a weak smile to cross her features “It looks as if you had the same idea as I.” Weakly she spoke as she met his gaze since when losing Ned she also had lost a piece of herself.