Ten years, A decade even a lifetime as some would say had passed on Caladan, previously the Ancestral seat of House Atreides. Oh how had time changed you!

A sickly child barely 14 engaged to the future Duke Atreides and now you ruled over what should've been his planet on behalf of your father, Viscount Moritani.

House Harkonnen had slaughtered House Atreides, that's what you've heard all these years as a widow who never became a bride but it seems the stars had something else in mind for you.

Darks curls, Khaki garbs and eyes much more blue than you remember, A ghost and your former fiance, Paul Atreides stood in the corridor of his ancestral home

"It's been a long time"