The Art of Chaos

Chapter 7

The Targaryens from the other world try to find their way around. Visenya drops some truths. I hope you guys like it 🥰

3 days later.

Helaena was happy to be out of her chambers and spending time with her siblings and children. Since giving birth a few weeks before she had been exhausted , she did not only have to take care of her newborn daughter but also her two oldest sons. She had also missed her husband and was happy that he had returned, so she wanted to spend time alone with him. She had not seen much of the people who had come from another world , she was a bit weary of them and was not sure what she was even supposed to say. Every time she looked at the other Rhaenyra and Daemon she saw her parents, but knew they did not feel the same way about her. She also did not like all the horrible images that appeared in her head every time she was in front of those people.

She was walking through the garden, her youngest son's hand in hers when she came to a stop. A few feet away from her was the other Helaena , the woman was sitting underneath a tree with a faraway look in her eyes that she understood very well.

She moved closer to the other woman. "Helaena."

It took a few moments before the woman was able to focus and look at her, blinking a few times before shaking her head. "I am sorry , were you saying something?"

"When the visions appear do not fight them, that just makes things harder and weakens you. If you allow them to appear then they will go away quickly and your energy will remain the same." The other woman looked a bit confused before her eyes went to the little boy standing beside her. Overwhelming sadness appeared in the woman's eyes as she looked at her son and Helaena felt bad for her. She knew that the woman's small son had been killed a few days before and knew that she was suffering for it. Helaena ran her hand over her son's dark hair and smiled at the other woman. "This is my son Torren Stark."

The other woman gave her son a small smile. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Torren bowed. "Likewise, princess."

"My love," She kneeled in front of her son and kissed his forehead. "Just go and play for a bit , I have to speak to her."

Her son nodded and left them alone, as Helaena sat beside the other woman, noticing how she was watching Torren. "He is a wonderful child and looks very happy."

"Yes, he is." She was proud of all her children. "I am sorry about your son. The other woman gave her a surprised look and she just smiled sadly. "I have similar visions to yours , we are both dragon dreamers."

"It is strange to hear someone calling me that. Most people just call me strange."

"People used to call me strange, especially Alicent." She did not miss the way the other woman tensed when she heard the name. "My parents were the ones who showed me that there was nothing wrong with me and that I was special. They supported me and have protected me my entire life. My father actually sent someone to the Black Cells because he called me strange. I have been very lucky to have a family that supports me and protects me, but I know you have not been as lucky."

"No, I have been used to further my mother and her family's grab for power." The woman shook her head and let out a laugh, that sounded more pained than amused. "I was forced to marry Aegon when I was just a child, even while my mother was well aware that I did not wish to marry him.My husband is a drunk and a rapist, and I am just supposed to stand there and pretend that I do not see what is going on. It is because of them that I lost my son, and then they paraded me through the streets to gain the people's support."