[She doesn't recognize her because she's a grown woman now, not an infant in her arms. She's beautiful, truly, and Alicent looks at her with new eyes, taking her all in. Her daughter, grown. Gods, Viserys would be so proud to see her. She's proud.

But more than that, she's worried.]

Helaena, sweetling- [She cannot stop herself. Having said it, she knows it's true now, and so she reaches for the babe she'd held just hours ago.] If I am your mother, then there is no one else you should be talking to. Come, let's breathe. You and I. [She'd always found herself, when the task fell to her, calming Helaena down by breathing when she did. In, out, their hearts and lungs in sync with one another.]

Put your head on my chest, so you can better feel. [It was only days ago she'd done this] Do you remember?