He could smell the sea air through the barred window, hear the ocean. Another day, another time, it might even have been pleasant. But now, a film of ice coated the bars, and a cold wind whistled thought the settling cracks and gaps of the old fortress that had been left to ruin. He had seen that much of the bay had been frozen on the journey there; and he had wakened cross.
The red-headed wildling who had put them here appeared; and then he heard the clang of metal as the door was opened by the brother; her brother.