Pregnant during the Battle of the White Hills, Winter was forced to kill Sere, who was crazed with their Lord Ganth's madness, in order to save their unborn son. She followed Ganth into exile at the Keep and gave birth there to Tob, who proved to be sickly; she tells the twins that he was "slow", but the empty-eyed representation of Tob in the tapestries in the master chamber suggests he was worse than that.
When Jamethiel Dream-Weaver gave birth to twins in that master chamber, she had no milk; Winter was the only possible wet-nurse, since Tob had not been weaned; there was nothing suitable for a small child to eat in the Haunted Lands. Winter could not nurse three; she describes how Tob ran to Jamethiel who held him, and how Tob's soul left him in her arms.
Winter, then, raised the twins and taught them as they got older; the Dream-Weaver was soon unable to remain in the Keep, and Ganth was in no state to look after them.
She carved them the little wooden cat figurine that they fought over, and which Torisen then held on to for decades.
Ganth killed Winter with Kin-Slayer in a the mad rage that drove Jame from the keep, cutting her almost in two with the sword; realizing what he had done, the rage left him momentarily and he appeared "almost as stricken as the randon", but his rage returned at Jame and she ran out of the keep and into the Haunted Lands.
- ↑ Blood and Ivory: A Tapestry, "Among the Dead" — "Only Anar and randon like Winter seemed to have kept their wits."
- ↑ 2.0 2.1 2.2 Bound in Blood, "Chapter XIII: A Day in the Life", III — " 'The Haunted Lands were no place for a child. Tori and I were nursed by a Kendar whose infant couldn't survive those harsh, unnatural hills.' 'Who?' 'Winter.' 'Ah. My cousin. I always wondered. Did she teach you the Senethar as well?' Jame laughed. 'She refused. I was a lady, y'see, although I had no idea at the time what that was besides a dirty word. She taught my brother and I learned by attacking him.' "
- ↑ Blood and Ivory: A Tapestry, "Among the Dead" — "Winter sat back on her heels, still not facing them. 'Your mother had no milk. I was still nursing Tob, there being nothing fit in this accursed land to feed a child. Besides, he was… slow. Even then, two nurslings I could have managed. Not three. […] Your mother was so beautiful. Tob ran to her, and I let her hold him. In her arms, his soul left him. I… dealt with what was left. It was the only time I ever saw her cry except for once more, when she gave you into my charge.' "
- ↑ To Ride a Rathorn, "Chapter XIV: To Ride a Rathorn", III — "Winter refusing to teach her how to fight because she was not a girl but—that awful thing—a lady."
- ↑ Honor's Paradox, "Chapter IV: Relics" — " 'Our nurse Winter carved this for us, or rather for one of us, I forget which. We were very young at the time. Of course, we fought over it…' "