Tales Of The Heart [Aemond Targaryen]

CHAPTER ELEVEN

AEMOND'S P.O.V

Over the span of two years, my bond with Helaena has the element of trust, she trusts me and I try my best to be near her whenever she needs me. She shares her dreams with me but most of her words are a big riddle to me.

In the evening, we were sitting at her most favorite place, in the garden, where she was telling me about her last night's dream.

"The wyvern takes the blue, not green nor black as scarlet fills the orb."

She turned to look into my eyes.

"The hope, griefs, and the time, kneels."

I would be lying if I said her words didn't leave an effect on my subconscious...I don't know what the first part was referring to but I can guess the result of the second part. Absolute destruction.

Although not all of her dreams came true or maybe their time has not arrived yet, I know better than to ignore her words...a long crescent-shaped scar on my left eye is proof of my ignorance.

"Do you think Maenya will come?" She asked, looking at the rabbit jumping between the bushes. How did it get inside the iron gates?

"Maenya?" I couldn't help but question. I do not think she is acquainted with her.

"I saw her at Lady Laena's funeral, she looked very familiar." Has she dreamt about her? "You know Aemond, all these years I only heard words and some fragments."

"For the first time...I saw a clear dream." She lowered her head and fondled her hands in her lap. "I saw her."

I slightly turned towards her. "She was drowning." She looked at me.

A Velaryon? Drowning?

What does this mean?

"What do you think she-" Helaena abruptly left her place and started to pace around.

That is so unlike her.

"I thought, at first, like...she needed help...but-" A loud sigh left her mouth as her hands found their way into her hair. I immediately went near her and took her hands in mine.

"She-she walked into the water. I-I thought she needed help...but she took herself to her death." She couldn't stop her tears at this point.

"It's ok Helaena, calm down." I gently caressed her cheek with my thumb. "Let me take you to your room, hmm?" She nodded her head. I started to guide her beside me with a mental note.

Drowning.

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I was awakened by the constant knocking on my door.

I made the way to open it and my mood became more foul once my eyes settled on Ser Cristin Cole. "What?" I questioned.