He could feel his calm slipping and his magic and blood boiling beneath his skin. Jon took a deep breath to calm down and clamped down on his emotions and magic as hard as possible with his occlumency. He stood up and looked into her red eyes. "But if you truly want to help me? Fine! Go take the remaining Baratheon men willing to follow you, find princess Shireen and Ser Davos" son, and bring them to me alive and well. And you're not to burn anything or try to convert anyone to your red god. Consider this your test." He let go of his occlumency and directly merged his killing intent with his magic, pinning the red priestess with his gaze, daring her to act out of line.