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And
she
accepted
the
truth
of
his
words
.
No
pressure
of
the
Bene
Gesserit
,
no
trickery
or
artifice
could
pry
them
completely
free
from
Arrakis
:
the
spice
was
addictive
.
Her
body
had
known
the
fact
long
before
her
mind
awakened
to
it
.
So
here
we
live
out
our
lives
,
she
thought
,
on
this
hell
-
planet
.
The
place
is
prepared
for
us
,
if
we
can
evade
the
Harkonnens
.
And
there
’
s
no
doubt
of
my
course
:
a
broodmare
preserving
an
important
bloodline
for
the
Bene
Gesserit
Plan
.
“
I
must
tell
you
about
my
waking
dream
,
”
Paul
said
.
(
Now
there
was
fury
in
his
voice
.
)
“
To
be
sure
you
accept
what
I
say
,
I
’
ll
tell
you
first
I
know
you
’
ll
bear
a
daughter
,
my
sister
,
here
on
Arrakis
.
”
Jessica
placed
her
hands
against
the
tent
floor
,
pressed
back
against
the
curving
fabric
wall
to
still
a
pang
of
fear
.
She
knew
her
pregnancy
could
not
show
yet
.
Only
her
own
Bene
Gesserit
training
had
allowed
her
to
read
the
first
faint
signals
of
her
body
,
to
know
of
the
embryo
only
a
few
weeks
old
.
“
Only
to
serve
,
”
Jessica
whispered
,
clinging
to
the
Bene
Gesserit
motto
.
“
We
exist
only
to
serve
.
”
“
We
’
ll
find
a
home
among
the
Fremen
,
”
Paul
said
,
“
where
your
Missionaria
Protectiva
has
bought
us
a
bolt
hole
.
”
They
’
veprepared
a
way
jor
us
in
the
desert
,
Jessica
told
herself
.
But
how
can
he
know
of
the
Missionaria
Protectiva
?
She
found
it
increasingly
difficult
to
subdue
her
terror
at
the
overpowering
strangeness
in
Paul
.
He
studied
the
dark
shadow
of
her
,
seeing
her
fear
and
every
reaction
with
his
new
awareness
as
though
she
were
outlined
in
blinding
light
.
A
beginning
of
compassion
for
her
crept
over
him
.
“
The
things
that
can
happen
here
,
I
cannot
begin
to
tell
you
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
cannot
even
begin
to
tell
myself
,
although
I
’
ve
seen
them
.
This
sense
of
the
future
—
I
seem
to
have
no
control
over
it
.
The
thing
just
happens
.
The
immediate
future
—
say
,
a
year
—
I
can
see
some
of
that
.
.
.
a
road
as
broad
as
our
Central
Avenue
on
Caladan
.
Some
places
I
don
’
t
see
.
.
.
shadowed
places
.
.
.
as
though
it
went
behind
a
hill
”
(
and
again
he
thought
of
the
surface
of
a
blowing
kerchief
)
and
there
are
branchings
.
.
.
.
”
He
fell
silent
as
memory
of
that
seeing
filled
him
.
No
prescient
dream
,
no
experience
of
his
life
had
quite
prepared
him
for
the
totality
with
which
the
veils
had
been
ripped
away
to
reveal
naked
time
.
