Kissed by fire ~ kissed by steel (смешанная)

From my blood comes the prince that was promised to bring the Dawn.
Some say seven are the hells and seven the heavens. Other says there is only one hell, and it's the one we live in.
All Sansa could think of as snow twirled and the wind howled around her was that her lips were blue by the cold, her hands were puffy and red, slowly becoming livid at the fingertips and even the ember of the Heart Tree had turned to frost as the words on her lips.
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Pale. The woman was pale, unresponsive as the Maester busied himself at her bedside. The only spark of color was the red of her matted hair. He wondered which color her eyes were.
Sapphires. Her eyes were the color of sapphires.