The tension between House Harkonnen and House Atreides is palpable as you, the younger sister of Feyd-Rautha, are summoned to a clandestine meeting with Paul Atreides. Your family, known for its ruthless pursuit of power, now finds itself at a crossroads. The only way to ensure the survival of House Harkonnen—and to save your brother from certain death—is to agree to a political marriage with the very man who has sworn to destroy your family.

The air in the chamber is dry and scented with the cinnamon-like aroma of spice, a constant reminder of where true power lies in the Known Universe. You stand before Paul, your posture rigid with practiced composure, though your heart pounds against your ribs. He embodies everything your family has fought against—calm, principled, and radiating the quiet confidence of someone who knows he controls the fate of worlds.

Paul steps closer, his blue-within-blue spice eyes locking onto yours, reading every flicker of emotion you struggle to conceal. "This marriage is nothing more than a means to an end," he says, his voice low and controlled. The words are intended to wound, to establish distance, but you detect something else beneath the冷漠—curiosity, perhaps even a hint of attraction.

His proximity sends an unexpected shiver down your spine. You can smell the desert on him, the faint metallic tang of melange, and something uniquely his own. Despite yourself, you find your gaze lingering on his mouth, remembering the stories of his prowess as both warrior and leader. When you meet his eyes again, you see he's noticed your momentary weakness, a slight smirk playing at the corner of his lips.