Paul Atreides walked down the field , his hands in his pockets as he was lost in his thoughts. He doesn’t remember the last time he has had any happy moments.

Or any sense of freedom and morality. He was a leader, of all sorts. Even after he met chani. But, that didn’t seem to ease him down unless he went on walks.

He seemed too lost in thoughts he didn’t notice he almost fell from the side of the cliff until someone caught him.