The funeral for Laena Velaryon was a somber event. Aside from a few sniffles from her daughters, Baela and Rhaena, everyone else lowered their heads in a respectful silence... well, at least almost did. As per the customs of House Velaryon, unlike the Targaryens, they perform sacred rites for a sea burial at their ancestral seat of Driftmark before joining their ancestors who remain buried beneath the ocean's waves. The top of her sarcophagus was carved to match the exact detailed depiction of Laena herself - face and body all. While a few soldiers raised House Velaryon's banner, others slid strands of strong rope through the loops of Laena's sarcophagus in preparation for the sea burial

You decided to approach Helaena, who was sitting all by herself. She was observing a spider when you heard her mutter under her breath

"Hand turns loom; Spool of green; spool of black; dragons of flesh weaving dragons of thread..."