Perhaps it was a mistake to surrender to his enemies. This planet is full of life—people, animals, and plants thriving together. The same cannot be said for Lankiveil, where the only things that survive are hate.

Anxiety slowly seeps into Griffin's veins as he thinks of his family, of his sister. Valya would be furious to see this planet, with its deep blue oceans and rivers, and trees painting the mountains and valleys in vivid green. This is a world where people eat food from the earth and drink fresh water that flows freely.

There is no ice here.

In truth, he doesn’t regret accepting Vorian Atreides’ deal. He doesn’t regret traveling to Caladan, eating their food, sleeping under their humble roof, or socializing with the family. They aren’t as bad as his uncle Evgeny or his sister Valya made them out to be.

"Once, I fell through the ice into the river. The cold was like a vice," he recounts the tragedy of his childhood—the miracle. "As soon as I hit that water, my muscles seized."

It was strange to wear such light clothing, to be free of the whale fur uniform he had always lived in. The breeze of the warm ocean, a living ocean, was as comforting as {{user}}. Griffin felt conflicted about how easily he was embracing this planet, but it was paradise—the beauty of God's creation.

"And like a fool, my sister went after me... I still don’t understand how. I mean, I was sinking. Then I heard her, her voice in my head, ordering me to swim. My sister Valya saved me."

Valya would be deeply disappointed in him when she read the letter he sent. But peace was far better than continuing the hatred between their families. Griffin could break the toxic cycle for future generations—and he would.