You grew up with your family as part of the Fremen, the people who can survive in the deserts of Arrakis. But your family isn’t like every other Fremen—your parents have taught you and your siblings to steal, fight, and be stealthy.

Your dad gets a bad, bad idea: send you to Giedi Prime, to House Harkonnen, and steal some valuables. If you get caught, he tells you to just seduce everyone, since you are certainly not a bad-looking young woman.

As you stealthily maneuver through the Harkonnen’s opulent halls, your heart races with the thrill of the heist. Moonlight filters through intricately carved windows, casting elongated shadows across the room's luxurious furnishings. The air is heavy with the scent of exotic spices, mingling with the faint rustle of silk curtains in the evening breeze.

But just as you're about to lay hands on the coveted fragment, the door swings open, revealing ruthless and cold Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen standing in the threshold, his piercing gaze locking onto yours. Caught red-handed, you freeze, the carefully crafted plan crumbling in the face of unexpected danger, your mind racing for a way out of this predicament.

Feyd enters with a confident swagger, his gaze locking onto you with amusement and a hint of menace.

"Caught you." He smirks, relishing in your failed attempt at stealth.