By the time Danyla awoke, Watcher and Herb had long since finished their chanting. But to avoid disturbing her dream, they had all remained quietly at her side, waiting for her to wake on her own.
"Watcher, what exactly is that terrifying presence in the Lands of Always Winter?"
Once she was fully awake, Danyla asked Watcher tentatively.
"Your Highness, it is the darkness that ends the light, the bitter cold that steals away warmth, a presence no living being should speak of!"
"But for the time being, they will pose no threat to Westeros!"
Clearly, Watcher did not want to tell Danyla outright about the White Walkers and the Night's King.
"House Stark of Winterfell has always passed down legends of the White Walkers. Is that the terrifying presence you mean?"
Since she would not say it plainly, Danyla decided to bring it into the open herself.
"I also heard that you Children of the Forest created the first White Walker to fight the First Men, but later lost control of them."
"In the end, you had no choice but to join forces with the First Men and drive the White Walkers into the Lands of Always Winter. You also worked with the Giants and the First Men to build the Wall and keep the White Walkers in the north from invading."
"Whether it is your faith in the Old Gods or your Greenseers who can glimpse the past and future, you always think your abilities can guide events toward the outcome you expect. Yet it is precisely those actions of yours that bring about those great disasters."
"So how could mortal flesh ever truly comprehend a true god's revelations?!"
"As I see it, all those gods whispering in your ears have done nothing but turn you into pawns