Daenerys looked at the pale stumps. "They say weirwood has a strange power."
"Yes," the king said.
"Is this the place?"
"That's right," Gendry said. "Thoros and the Lightning Earl have been here."
Gendry and Daenerys lit a great fire atop the hill, and the king spread out a golden tapestry.
Gendry and Daenerys sat on the ground, the fragrance of fine wine drifting around them.
When the night grew deep, the girl leaned into the king's arms, and they softly hummed an ancient song.
The magic dragon suddenly roared, his voice like thunder. Balerion's eyes were like lava.
"Balerion, don't be angry."
A small, pale figure crept out from behind the hillside, leaning on a gnarled black cane, her sparse white hair flying wildly. The woman stood no more than three feet tall, and the firelight made her eyes gleam red, like Jon's white wolf.
The short woman approached, cursing. "The hosts here are far too inhospitable. An evil dragon like this is more frightening than three vicious dogs."
Daenerys began studying her closely.
The woman had only one tooth left, and a pair of blood-red eyes.
The Ghost of High Heart was an elderly dwarf woman who lived at High Heart. A friend of Jeyne of Oldstones.
Chapter 473: Prophecies and lies
A strong wind rose over High Heart. It was often windy here.
Gendry studied the dwarf prophet's appearance: white hair and red eyes.
White hair and blood-red eyes seemed to signify being chosen by the old gods, a follower of the old gods, which was why the Ghost of High Heart could not leave the weirwoods.
The Children of the Forest had eyes as golden as the sun, but every so many years, one of them would be born with blood-red eyes, or eyes as green