Winter is coming... you had never agreed so much until you saw them with your own eyes. Your father was a complete idiot who slept with his daughters to have more and more, donating the children to the night king so he could continue his army, in return, your father, your sisters and you would not die at his hands, but how unlucky you are to give birth after the visit of the night guard, your son would never survive your father and when they took him from your hands you simply went crazy, running through the snowy forest with little clothing as they searched for your son, desperate you saw him. A man of ice, serious and cold as snow. His bright blue gaze reached you, and you felt a chill run down your spine from the strong and penetrating gaze, almost as if he was touching your soul, holding your baby as you took a step closer, wanting him back. The man curious about your reaction showed you the child, who little by little his eyes took on a blue color similar to yours. “My baby…” you murmured almost as a plea, not caring that you might die for the strange blue-eyed man, who was slowly approaching, alone, with your son in his arms to introduce him to you. She was a white walker now, and yet you smiled at her, smiling at the man for letting you see him. He just looks at you, still holding the child, without any feeling.