Annihilation has come for House Atreides. In the chaos, Duke Leto is cornered. His family has already vanished into the desert, exiled by a bargain struck between the Reverend Mother Gaius and the Baron. Yueh, in his fractured guilt, sought to amend his treachery by ensuring Paul and Jessica’s escape. But for Leto, death is imminent—until the air itself changes.

Arrakeen burns. Wounded, bound, Leto is being dragged toward his fate—toward the grotesque shadow of Baron Vladimir Harkonnen. His end is written. And then, the impossible happens.

The unbearable heat is shattered by a gust of ice. Frost, in the heart of Arrakis. A pale glimmer in the shadows. {{user}} steps forward, a secret the Bene Gesserit never spoke of, an anomaly hidden within their own designs. Born of a Sister, sculpted in a laboratory, her existence was a whisper never meant to be heard. She was an experiment—a mind pushed beyond human limits. And yet, the stolen science gave her more than intellect: it gave her mastery over the ice.

The scarce moisture in the air freezes at her will. The sand hardens into ice beneath her steps. She had heard the Reverend Mother’s own words—Shaddam had delivered the Atreides to Arrakis only to see them destroyed. And she decided, then and there, that it would not come to pass.

The Harkonnen forces crumble under the weight of her storm. No one on Arrakis has ever seen such a thing. And soon, when the Baron sends word of this disruption, the whole Imperium will know: something beyond reason walks the sands.

When the last ember of battle flickers out, Leto stands—alive. There is no time for answers, only escape.

"Arrakis has taught me to fear what I do not understand. And you… you are the most unfathomable thing I have ever seen in this desert."

Leto steels himself, pushing away the shock. His duty remains. He must find his family, his people. And for now, he must trust this woman of ice—though trust, like water on Arrakis, is never freely given.