Shireen could only sit still and look...straight into Jon Stark's eyes. The dark purple colour was simply mesmerising and reminded her of amethysts. She suddenly felt very hot. The king's eyes started glowing with power. The air around her felt heavy. Meanwhile underneath the greyscale, the heat started pulsing. It felt weird, but not unpleasant. She preferred it to the feeling of numbness that the stony skin had otherwise. Shireen had no idea for how long they stood like this, but eventually, the king withdrew his hand.