Théodred Heavenshield
Norbæn Véurr
Falls of Crystals
Northmark

A week had already passed and the travel to this point had been testing to say the least. The elders of village had called them mad, fearing that the Wardens of the Northmark were placing themselves in unnecessary danger and even though many had tried before them, none had returned. They were right to think this, to have grave reservations about this expedition but what they did not know was the strength and determination that dwelled within the hearts of their Lord and his Lady. The test came in the times in which both Théo and Ylva were at their weakest, exhausted from the climb and the track seemed to be never ending. Ice wall after ice wall, a path that would narrow and fall away to the vast abyss below them, it was slow going and yes, very dangerous.
But through it all, something keep them going, a whisper on the icy cold winds that urged them both onward, he caught glimpses of the vision now made real and standing as an obstacle before them, a gap in the path. They would need to find a way to cross it, there was no going back now.
Théo turned to his wife, hoping to find the answer written on her feature, all cold and rosy with the pinch of the cold. His face no better for it, ice clung to his long black hair and frozen in his unkempt beard. Ever so thankful for both they kept him warm. "We can do this", he pulled her in an embrace and rubbed her back to encourage warmth to her. Cold lips pressed onto her cold cheek and he loved her even more for coming with him in this mad endeavour.
The gap in the path was to large to jump normally, but with the force he would do it and secure a rope on the opposite side. "I'll go first", he said looking into her eyes and managed a smile, it was a cheeky one. "You still love me?", he ventured the question as his smile turned to a grin.
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