Now that he thought about it, the young doe was most certainly Shireen Baratheon. Her eyes were unnaturally intelligent for an animal and her magical presence was uncannily similar to the former Princess but more powerful. The alternate dimension where his mind got pulled in was very weird, unlike anything he had ever encountered before. It was somewhat similar to diving into a pensive but not quite. Jon could feel the dwindling stench of death and dark magic around him even now. The mirror dimension could affect the real world in some form, though the rules that it followed were unclear. From his short stay, he sensed that both time and space seemed very chaotic.