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Why
does
my
son
sing
a
love
song
to
that
girl
-
child
?
she
asked
herself
.
She
felt
an
abrupt
fear
.
She
could
sense
life
flowing
around
her
and
she
had
no
grasp
on
its
reins
.
Why
did
he
choose
that
song
?
she
wondered
.
The
instincts
are
true
sometimes
.
Why
did
he
do
this
?
Paul
sat
silently
in
the
darkness
,
a
single
stark
thought
dominating
his
awareness
:
My
mother
is
my
enemy
.
She
does
not
know
it
,
but
she
is
.
She
is
bringing
the
jihad
.
She
bore
me
;
she
trained
me
.
She
is
my
enemy
.
*
*
*
The
concept
of
progress
acts
as
a
protective
mechanism
to
shield
us
from
the
terrors
of
the
future
.
—
from
“
Collected
Sayings
of
Muad
’
Dib
”
by
the
Princess
Irulan
ON
HIS
seventeenth
birthday
,
Feyd
-
Rautha
Harkonnen
killed
his
one
hundredth
slave
-
gladiator
in
the
family
games
.
Visiting
observers
from
the
Imperial
Court
—
a
Count
and
Lady
Fenring
—
were
on
the
Harkonnen
homeworld
of
Giedi
Prime
for
the
event
,
invited
to
sit
that
afternoon
with
the
immediate
family
in
the
golden
box
above
the
triangular
arena
.
In
honor
of
the
na
-
Baron
’
s
nativity
and
to
remind
all
Harkonnens
and
subjects
that
Feyd
-
Rautha
was
heir
-
designate
,
it
was
holiday
on
Giedi
Prime
.
The
old
Baron
had
decreed
a
meridian
-
to
-
meridian
rest
from
labors
,
and
effort
had
been
spent
in
the
family
city
of
Harko
to
create
the
illusion
of
gaiety
:
banners
flew
from
buildings
,
new
paint
had
been
splashed
on
the
walls
along
Court
Way
.
But
off
the
main
way
,
Count
Fenring
and
his
lady
noted
the
rubbish
heaps
,
the
scabrous
brown
walls
reflected
in
the
dark
puddles
of
the
streets
,
and
the
furtive
scurrying
of
the
people
.
