"But later, I still made him fall in love with me and bring me back to the Wall. He rarely spoke, though he occasionally told me news from the North. He told me he had been a second son of House Stark, and that when he was young, he had gone to the Wall of his own accord to escape trouble on his lands."
"He had never married or fathered any children, and that was also when the Cold God's hold over me was weakest. He was too far away, sleeping in the Lands of Always Winter as he gathered strength."
"The Wall itself was a defensive barrier built with winter magic, and it still had some effect on the Cold God. Even the will he had imposed on me weakened a little. So I could feel that my mind was still my own then."
"We spent more than ten years together at the Wall. He even told me he was willing to betray his Night's Watch vows and the honor of House Stark for me, and that he wanted to take me farther south."
"He said the winters in the North were too long and too cold. Perhaps only the southern sun could warm my perpetually frozen skin." As the female Other said this, a trace of bitterness entered her voice for the first time, as though, for a moment, she possessed the emotions of the living.
Viserys listened quietly, neither rushing to question her nor interrupting. He, too, wanted concrete information about the current Night's King, rather than mere legends and scattered, brief records, so he let her continue.
A long while passed before the female Other before Viserys spoke again, her voice a little quieter than before. "Later, the Cold God finally discovered that I had begun