The Art of Chaos

Chapter 4

I won't be able to post until Saturday.

Finally they return to Dragonstone. I hope you guys like it 🥰

Daemon stared at the new Targaryens who had been dropped into his world in a matter of minutes. Even after seeing them for a few days he was still not used to them, he was not sure how his wife was going to react to them.

He was approached by the man who looked so much like his son but was missing an eye. The boy seemed very hesitant around him, almost like he was expecting an attack. "Are we leaving today?"

"Yes, in a few minutes." Daemon pointed to the ship where men were loading supplies. "You will all be leaving in that ship, We will be following in a few hours on our dragons."

Aemond nodded and looked thoughtful. "Where would we be staying?"

"For now my wife and children are in Dragonstone, so you will all be staying there with us." He turned to face the boy fully. "I am sure the Gods wanted all of you to stay near us, especially since you all said they wanted you to learn. Which means that if you are still here when we return to Kings Landing you would be going with us."

Aemond nodded and looked back to where the others were standing, before turning back towards the ship. There was a tension between Aemond and the others, including his brother that Daemon did not understand. There was such anger in the one-eyed man, anger and hatred, but also a sadness that went very deep, to his bones. Daemon looked to the other side to see his son was laughing with his siblings. While his son had always been serious and very smart, he was also sweet, loving, and funny. He had a very dark sense of humor and he loved their family fiercely and protected them all with his life. He could not imagine what had happened to the Aemond on the other world for him to turn that way.

Rhaenyra and Daemon approached him, a curious look on their faces. The other Daemon was the one to speak. "Would it be long before we are able to leave?"

"No," Daemon pointed towards the ship. "You will be leaving in that ship, we are just waiting for everything to be ready."

Rhaenyra looked towards the ship before giving him a questioning look. "Would we be the only ones there?"

Daemon shook his head. "No, a few lords will be on it, including my good son."

"Good son?" Rhaenyra gave him a curious look. "I thought Visenya was your oldest daughter."

"No, my oldest daughter is Helaena." Rhaenyra and the other Daemon looked shocked, even while knowing he saw Aegon and Aemond as his sons, apparently, they had forgotten about Helaena. "She is married to Cregan Stark. They have been married for nine years and have three beautiful children. Their youngest daughter was born a few weeks ago, Cregan has not met her yet."

"Cregan?" Daemon almost jumped, he had not seen Helaena and the other three people approaching them. Helaena was giving him a shocked look. "Your daughter is married to Cregan Stark?"

"Yes, and trust me I was not very pleased when they started courting." He rolled his eyes. "But my daughter was insistent and Cregan truly loves her, so I could not oppose. At least not without my wife and Visenya locking me away."

The disheveled Aegon looked at Helaena before looking at him. "So this Aegon is not married to Helaena, is he married at all?"

"Yes, he is married to Mansy Tully and they are also very much in love." Daemon was not sure what to think of the Aegon in front of him. The man looked like a complete mess and was very confused about everything. From what Daemon had discovered he was married to Helaena, but they did not act like a happy couple. "They have five children. It was my son Aegon who gave me my first grandchild, a boy named Raelon."