His voice was rather quiet but his words rang with power and Shireen finally saw why they called him the Demon of Winterfell. Now, the man in front of her radiated palpable danger, so much that the hairs of her neck stood up and the air in the room felt heavy. But that only made her feel safe. At this moment there was not a single doubt in her mind that no matter how numerous, all of her enemies that would dare harm her would be lain to waste by Jon Stark, with sword or with fire.