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You
’
d
truly
enjoy
that
.
”
“
Does
the
Baron
need
to
ask
?
”
Piter
whispered
.
“
You
should
’
ve
been
a
Bashar
of
the
Corps
,
”
the
Baron
said
.
“
You
’
re
too
interested
in
blood
and
pain
.
Perhaps
I
was
too
quick
with
my
promise
of
the
spoils
of
Arrakis
.
”
Piter
took
five
curiously
mincing
steps
into
the
room
,
stopped
directly
behind
Feyd
-
Rautha
.
There
was
a
tight
air
of
tension
in
the
room
,
and
the
youth
looked
up
at
Piter
with
a
worried
frown
.
“
Do
not
toy
with
Piter
,
Baron
,
”
Piter
said
.
“
You
promised
me
the
Lady
Jessica
.
You
promised
her
to
me
.
”
“
For
what
,
Piter
?
”
the
Baron
asked
.
“
For
pain
?
”
Piter
stared
at
him
,
dragging
out
the
silence
.
Feyd
-
Rautha
moved
his
suspensor
chair
to
one
side
,
said
:
“
Uncle
,
do
I
have
to
stay
?
You
said
you
’
d
—
”
“
My
darling
Feyd
-
Rautha
grows
impatient
,
”
the
Baron
said
.
He
moved
within
the
shadows
beside
the
globe
.
“
Patience
,
Feyd
.
”
And
he
turned
his
attention
back
to
the
Mentat
.
“
What
of
the
Dukeling
,
the
child
Paul
,
my
dear
Piter
?
”
