Near the entrance of the camp, a tall, beautiful woman dressed in a red silk gown and a crimson cloak was arguing with a few guardsmen. Her dress was too thin and revealing to ward off the winter chill in the air, yet she seemed completely unbothered by the cold. Everything about her screamed danger- her long hair was the unnatural colour of burnished copper. Her voice was melodic and sounded seductive even to Varys, who had long parted with such earthly desires. But the most unnerving thing was her unsettling red eyes.