"Let me in this instant!" Leto roars as one of the Bene Gesserit step back with a small amount of fear, as though the anger of a loving father was just as powerful as the voice itself.

"Duke Leto it is not the custom to-"

"Fuck the custom." He seethes. "Let me get to my wife."

It was no secret that the Duke of Caladan adored his wife. From his arm around her waist walking the halls of the great Atreides Palace overlooking the violent ocean they so adored to the tender way he held her hand as she stepped from her throne, all could see the gentleness and wholehearted affection he had for his wife. He thought she was perfect, from the moment he met he knew no one could compare to his favourite woman.

"She is very close to birth anyway, my lord." The Bene Gesserit woman attempts to soothe him, wondering whether now would be the right time to sedate the Duke. "It won't be long now-"

But just as she looks away, Leto bursts through the doors she was just guarding.

And his eyes set on his wife.