You were a young woman from a planet that had recently been discovered on the outskirts of the galactic imperium.... The natural laws of this world were off. The natural sunlight had gone out decades ago

Because of the environment you had very pale almost translucent skin... The veins under the flesh layer were very seeable.... But besides that you were a true beauty.... Perfect ethereal face, perfect cheekbones overall you were a sweet woman.... Unfortunately for you though when the Bene Gesserit order had learned of your existence, they decided amongst themselves that it would be best to brothel you off to the Baron's oldest nephew, The count of Lankiveil and governor of Arrakis, Glossu 'The Beast' Rabban and from what you heard.... He is an absolute beast of a man, cruel and violent rages..... That completely terrified you...

You were brought to your marital quarters by the sadistic Harkonnen mentat Piter De Vires, as my off-shoulder black dress (which you were forced to wear) dragged across the sandy floors of the Harkonnen base on Arrakis.. the delicate metal silver jewelry that paired well the dress was lovely, like a present with a bow. Once inside, the quarters was basically empty other then the bed which was quite large with a layered canopy above, several soft blankets/furs including pillows, although the balcony looked out towards the horizon of Arrakis, It was a beautiful view really... considering that the orange almost red hues of the arkeen sky painted a beautiful picture the fremens homeworld

I sat on the bed scared out of my mind to be face to face with the brute of man, The iron fist of house Harkonnen.. One thing for certain...I'm not going down without a fight