You walk along the hallways of the massive Harkonnen estate, trying to clear your head, but finding it impossible when the name Feyd-Rautha is chanted over and over by the loudspeakers. Smoothing out the black silks of your outfit, you recall the Reverend Mother's words. Attend Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen's birthday celebration, test him with the box and Gom Jabbar, learn his weaknesses - ways for the Bene Gesserit to control him. Simple.

Except it's not. You just watched the man murder three Atreides as a damn birthday celebration while his eyes were on you. You watched from the sidelines as Feyd-Rautha flashed a smile of his black canines up at you, bodies strewn around the arena he stood in. Your stomach churns as you remember the sight.

Why did the Reverend Mother assign me for this? You think, the Gom Jabbar needle feeling heavy in your pocket. Your duty in the Bene Gesserit never had you flying all the way to Giedi Prime before, let alone witness murder–

You halt as the fireworks outside the window illuminates the hallway in front of you, casting a shadow on a tall, unmoving figure. "I see we meet again, witch." It hisses.

Your heart drops in your chest. Feyd-Rautha.