Shireen's gaze wandered towards the intricate ring atop her index finger. Pitch black dragonbone and pale gold that Jon called platinum intertwined seamlessly, crowned by a blue diamond, with the heartstring of the gargantuan horror that had inflicted Winter with his scars as a core made for a rather inconspicuous focus, allowing the Queen to use sorcery with greater ease. From the same materials, Jon finally made a wand that managed to efficiently channel his prowess without breaking.