The Art of Chaos

Chapter 5

The Targaryens from the other world start to clash with the others. I hope you guys like it 🥰

Mansy took her daughter's hand as they walked down the halls, her other children were playing with their cousins, uncles, and aunt. Aryana had decided to stay with her, not wanting to leave her side. Mansy loved all her children, but after four sons, she had been very excited when she had a daughter. It was very amusing because all her children had red hair like hers, except for Aryana, who had been born looking every inch a Targaryen. Her daughter had nothing from her, she looked exactly like her father, with his silver hair and blue eyes. Aegon loved their daughter, she was his little princess and he spoiled her more than their sons, but neither of them minded. Her sons also spoiled their little sister, they adored the little girl, who was sweet and loving.

She turned a corner and came to a halt when she found the man who looked just like her husband, standing with the one-eyed Aemond and the other Helaena. There was something very sad about the woman, and Mansy felt sorry for her. The Helaena in front of her was very different from the woman she had known all these years.

She smiled at them, not sure what to do. "Hello."

Aryana looked at the other Aegon with curiosity. "You look just like my papa."

"Uhmmm...." The man looked a bit taken aback as he looked at the little girl. "Yes, I guess I do."

Aryana nodded, pleased with herself before frowning a little. "Except for your hair, my papa has very pretty hair. You do not enjoy brushing your hair?"

Mansy had to bite her lip to stop herself from laughing, as the other Aegon ran a hand through his hair. "I will brush it later."

Aryana nodded before squealing when she saw her father walking their way. Her daughter let go of her hand and launched herself at Aegon, laughing even louder when her father picked her up, tickled her belly, and peppered kisses all over her face. The other three people just stood there, looking at Aegon like they had never seen him before.

"There is the most beautiful girl in the entire world." Her husband hugged the girl. "Have you missed me?"

"Yes," Aryana pushed back a strand of hair that had fallen into her eyes and gave her father an excited look. "I want to go dragon riding, just the two of us."

"I will take you tomorrow, I promise." Aryana nodded and wrapped her arms around Aegon's neck before laying her head on his shoulder. Her husband walked up to her and kissed her lips before turning towards the other three who were still looking at him like he had grown a second head. "I know you three have not met my wife Mansy,"

He pressed a hand against her lower back before gesturing toward the small girl in his arms. "And this is my youngest child and only daughter Aryana."

"I am glad to make your acquaintance," Helaena's smile was forced, but her voice was polite. "You have a beautiful family."

Aegon gave the younger girl a smile. "Thank you."

The others had moved closer, making Aryana lift her head and wrinkle her nose adorably. Her daughter pointed at the other Aegon with an accusatory tone. "He smells bad, like the bad-tasting juice you all drink sometimes."

Aegon let out a laugh and shook his head at their daughter, kissing her forehead softly. "He will take a bath before going to bed."

Aryana nodded before laying her head back on Aegon's shoulder. Her husband gave the others a small nod before taking her hand in his. "We will retire for the night, if you need anything just let one of the servants know."