““It may be that we shall lose this battle,” the king said grimly. “In Braavos you may hear that I am dead. It may even be true. You shall find my sellswords nonetheless.” The knight hesitated. “Your Grace, if you are dead —” “— you will avenge my death, and seat my daughter on the Iron Throne. Or die in the attempt.””

• His eyes were open wounds beneath his heavy brows, a blue as dark as the sea by night. (ACOK, Cressen)
• His deepset eyes regarded her uncomfortably. (ACOK, Catelyn)
• His eyes were blue pits lost in deep hollows, and the shape of a skull could be seen beneath his face. (ASOS, Davos)
• The king’s eyes were dark blue bruises in the hollows of his face. (ASOS, Davos)
• Stannis turned to study him. Beneath his heavy brow were eyes like bottomless blue pools. (ASOS, Jon)
• Stannis studied him with those dark blue eyes. (ASOS, Jon)
• The king’s eyes were blue bruises, sunk deep in a hollow face. (ADWD, Jon)
• Those deepset blue eyes of his seemed always slitted in suspicion, cold fury boiling just below their surface. (ADWD, Asha)
• His eyes were sunk in deep pits, his close-cropped beard no more than a shadow across his hollow cheeks and bony jawbone. Yet there was power in his stare, an iron ferocity that told Asha this man would never, ever turn back from his course. (ADWD, Asha)

Stannis Baratheon -

There was power in his stare.. this man would never, ever turn back from his course. {x}