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He stepped out of the crow's nest, a long plume of white mist escaping his lips. Cole knew Cole's heart was a jumble of emotions right now; he needed solitude.
"My Lord," Duran said, his voice quiet, his neck drawn into his shoulders against the biting northern cold.
"I'll show you where I grew up," Cole offered, starting forward.
Though Duran would have preferred to stay by the warmth of the fire, he followed.
"If you don't see the Wall, this journey will be wasted, Duran," Cole said, leading him towards the rope elevator.
The brother of the Night's Watch operating the hoist was a familiar face, his eyes full of curiosity. "Your Highness."
Cole nodded. "Take us up."
He easily opened the cage door and ushered Duran onto the iron platform.
As the iron chains clanged, Duran gripped the cage tightly, watching as they ascended higher and higher. Cole noticed the fear in his eyes.
The wind grew louder. As the iron cage climbed the 700-foot ice wall, they were met by fierce, cold gusts and the shriek of what, in stories, was called a cannibal witch.
"Hold on tight, don't let the wind blow you away!" Cole shouted over the noise.
Glenn and Pyp sat by a steel basin filled with glowing charcoal. The wood, cut from the forest outside Castle Black by the officers, crackled merrily. Hearing the chains, Pyp looked up and saw Cole, with his silver hair, stepping onto the Wall with a stout knight.
Duran, in fact, had grown much thinner and taller since Cole first met him; he was no longer the heavy, frail boy.
Of course, Cole's own transformation had also surprised the Night's Watch brothers. The boy who had once been as thin as a stick on the Wall was now tall and strong, his silver hair shining like the sun on the ice, his face slightly cold and thoughtful.
Pyp gazed at Cole's incredibly handsome face. They hadn't spent much time together. They were part of the same group of Night's Watch recruits who had come to the Wall with Cole and trained under Ser Alliser Thorne. Cole had trained with them briefly, but soon after, he had gone south with the Lannisters, and they'd lost touch. Pyp only occasionally heard his name in news from the south.
Glenn wasn't lost in thought like Pyp. He stood up the moment he saw Cole.
"Hey! Cole!" He waved his sheepskin-gloved hand.
His leather boots crunched on the ice and snow of the Wall.
Cole nodded and watched his former large companion slowly approach. Ser Thorne used to call him "stupid bull." Glenn's neck was as thick as a bull's. Wrapped in black armor and a cloak, he looked like a barrel. He wasn't much older than Cole, but his face was already covered in a thick beard.
Glenn's smile made his beard move. He opened his arms, and the armor plates clanked together as they embraced like brothers.
"I heard what you said," Glenn said, looking Cole's armor up and down. "Pyp said you're a great lord now, more powerful than the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, and that you'd never bother with us. But I bet him you're not like that."
"Then I'll have to take half of that bet."
"Pyp hid the wine. If you want some, I can save half for you."
"It's a deal." Cole turned to Duran. "This is Glenn, a ranger brother of the Night's Watch." He then pointed to Pyp, who had also stood by the brazier. "The little one is Pyp; he can mimic several bird calls."
Pyp had prominent ears, much like the features of the Florent family from Brightwater City. Shireen also had similar ears.
"Duran Bar Emmon, Earl of Sharp Point," Cole introduced Duran to the Night's Watch brothers.
"Owen said the king would come to help us, but I didn't expect it to be you," Glenn said as they approached the brazier.
"Maybe only Owen would think so." That simple boy was a diligent and skilled craftsman. His carpentry was very precise, and he was gentle. He had some intellectual difficulties, but he wasn't truly foolish. At least he was much more normal and obedient than Patchface.
Several kings had died. Duran had seen Joffrey poisoned and attended Stannis's funeral.
"Lord Cole, long time no see," Pyp greeted him.
"Glenn promised me half your wine."
Pyp was stunned for a moment, then cried, "Oh, damn Glenn! I only agreed to bet you half a wineskin!"
"You liar! I heard it clearly, it was obviously a whole wineskin, and Gared was there; he can testify!"
"Gared?" Cole asked suddenly. "I haven't seen him. Do you know where he is now?"
"He seems to have been sent out on patrol," Pyp said.
Cole sat down around the brazier. As he did, the Night's Watch brothers also took their seats. Duran stood awkwardly until Cole told him to sit.
"I just walked around the fortress. Many familiar faces are missing."
"Many people didn't come back. We also saw a White Walker. We saw it with our own eyes. Sam killed it." Perhaps sensing that Cole wouldn't know this brother who joined later, Glenn explained, "Sam joined the Night's Watch not long after you left."
"Samwell Tarly, I know," Cole said. "Randyll Tarly's son, the heir to Horn Hill. I fought his father in the south."
In the King'swood, Cole had led cavalry in pursuit of Renly and Randyll Tarly's forces, but the two had never actually met.
"Tell me about the White Walker. What did he use to kill it?"
Glenn thought for a moment, his voice slightly tinged with fear. "It was a blue monster, Cole. Very tall, like snow, with blue eyes and silver hair." He paused, as Glenn suddenly realized that Cole, sitting before him, fit that description perfectly: blue-purple eyes, silver hair, tall.
White Walkers are never truly dead. But they can turn the dead into wights, a kind of monster that rises from the grave. Wights attack living creatures wildly. In the ranging expedition launched by the Old Bear, it was at the Fist of the First Men that they suffered the attack of the wights.
Glenn remembered some other stories he had heard: that Cole had brought an "ice spider" from the Wall to kill Renly, a monster born from a White Walker and a woman.
After a moment of shock, Glenn pushed this absurd idea from his mind. How could Cole be a White Walker?
"Sam killed the White Walker with a black dagger. We called him 'Sam the Slayer.'" Speaking of Sam, Glenn's eyes showed a flicker of sadness.
Sam had not returned with them. Glenn continued, "After the White Walker was stabbed by the dagger, it just melted away."