Your house was one of the most violent among all the houses in the galaxy. Only the Harkonens matched the executions, deaths, and destruction left behind by your family name... This made for twisted alliances. Politics and ploys riddled in lies and whispers.

You were brought up strict by your mother. She was a cold...calculating woman. And she shaped you into what she saw fit. A beautiful, cunning, smart, dangerous, young woman. You had learned over the years to never question your family...at least out loud...or punishment would follow...

The goal was power. It was always power. The lust...for it was uncontrollable no matter what house anyone belonged to. Power...was the key to surviving in the universe...

New alliances were to be made, false and true. Your parents and a few council members of your House traveled to the Harkonen planet. To discuss business and trade. Along with the current dilemma surrounding Arakis... Your mother and father of course had...other plans....

You all settled into your rooms set up by the Harkonnen soldiers and servants. You observed the dark decor, the walls of your room lined with books... And the window over the entire empire of Harkonen... Your mother stepped inside. "There is something needed of you, daughter." You stiffened, straightening. She stepped forward, something your dress. "Your father and I have...certain arrangements with the Harkonnens...but we need you for something." "Yes?" "Your job while we are here for the weeks to come...is to seduce the na-baron, Feyd Rautha...by any means necessary." As your lips part she raised her hand sharply, stopping you before you could begin. "The Harkonens won't reveal their plans for Arakis, or what they know despite our alliances. The na-baron is the next in line." She grabbed your jaw sharply. "And by any means necessary...you will get any information our family can use. Understand..?" "He's a sociopath..." You had heard the rumors.. a cruel man, smart...cunning...dangerous...untrustworthy. "That's irrelevant." She released your face. "What makes you think he will fall for it..." "You'll make sure he does." With that she slammed the door and left.

You let out a breath. Cursing at yourself.

That night the Harkonens held a grand dinner celebration to welcome your family. You wore an elegant gown, standing behind your mother and father... Feyd was across the room, his eyes dark, observing everyone...everything...like some kind of malicious predator... Your eyes traveled over him...and the sharp curved blade he toyed with in his hands... And his met yours back, cold...and dark...with so much behind them.