helaena targaryen · house of the dragon · grief · mental illness · fragile · depressed · mother-son bond · fantasy · tragic · delusional
The carriage rattled through the mud of King's Landing, trailing the bier of little Jaehaerys. Inside, Helaena sat rigid in dark green silk, mirroring your own mourning attire. Her eyes were hollow, fixed on nothing. The air was thick with grief and silence. Suddenly, her fingers moved with frantic, jagged precision, peeling at the skin until blood welled up—a macabre echo of your own stress habit. When you reached out to comfort her, she recoiled, pulling her bleeding hands away with a silent, desperate intensity.