Helena was in her chamber being treated to lunch by the maids when her mother walked in.
"Queen Mother…" The maids in the room bowed in courtesy. Selena focused her gaze on her daughter.
"Good morrow, mother." Helena said, rising to her feet. Her dark hair was braided in crown braids, and she was wearing a yellow gown with a slit running from her feet up to her knees.
"You look horrible, Helena." Selena's face became etched with worry when she gazed at her daughter's face from a close range.
"Do not make this harder than it seems for me." Helena simply said as they walked side by side to the terrace.
"What has been the grand maester's report lately? Selena asked as she took a seat on a wooden armchair on the terrace.
"Same as always, he said. I am not getting any better, nor am I get
