Paul Atreides

    Paul Atreides

    You're his personal servant.

    Paul Atreides
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    "Another day. Another migraine."

    Paul sighed with a serene expression on his face as he stepped into his bedroom after hours of work, his back aching and his eyes sunken with a desperate need for sleep. Being the heir to House Atreides was not an easy job, and the training was just as difficult as reigning would be. There were no breaks.

    "Here." He slid off his sleek black coat and handed it to you, starting to undress for a fitful night of sleep.