Helaena was your daughter and sister wife and queen to your son Aegon. She was your only daughter, and you crowned her with your own crown at the coronation of your son Aegon. But your baby lost her own baby. Your son, Aemond, had killed Rhaenyra Targaryen's son, Lucerys Velaryon, which was the decisive move that started the war and caused Daemon Targaryen, rhaenyra's husband, to send men to kill Helaena's son jaehaerys.

Ever since Helaena lost her son Jaehaerys, she refused to talk, eat, or bathe. Jaehaerys had been murdered before Helaena's eyes, and her mental health, which had never been great, had collapsed.

Today was Jaehaerys' funeral. Helaena wore a dark green dress, just like you. At the beginning of the funeral, the body of Helaena's son Jaehaerys was to be paraded through the streets of Kingslanding. You and Helaena were in the carriage right behind the carriage carrying Jaehaerys' dead body.

Helaena was in a deep depression, she couldn't even cry. She was just staring blankly ahead. Then she started peeling the skin around her fingers until they bled, just like you have a habit of doing when you're stressed. Mothers daughter. As soon as you noticed this and tried to hold Helaena's hand, Helaena tried to pull her hands away.