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“
My
knife
goes
where
Stilgar
commands
it
,
Paul
-
Muad
‘
Dib
!
Let
us
fight
soon
,
Paul
-
Muad
’
Dib
!
Let
us
wet
our
world
with
the
blood
of
Harkonnens
!
”
Feeling
the
emotions
of
the
throng
,
Jessica
sensed
the
fighting
edge
of
these
people
.
They
could
not
be
more
ready
.
We
are
taking
them
at
the
crest
,
she
thought
.
In
the
inner
chamber
,
Paul
motioned
his
mother
to
be
seated
,
said
:
“
Wait
here
.
”
And
he
ducked
through
the
hangings
to
the
side
passage
.
It
was
quiet
in
the
chamber
after
Paul
had
gone
,
so
quiet
behind
the
hangings
that
not
even
the
faint
soughing
of
the
wind
pumps
that
circulated
air
in
the
sietch
penetrated
to
where
she
sat
.
He
is
going
to
bring
Gurney
Halleck
here
,
she
thought
.
And
she
wondered
at
the
strange
mingling
of
emotions
that
filled
her
.
Gurney
and
his
music
had
been
a
part
of
so
many
pleasant
times
on
Caladan
before
the
move
to
Arrakis
.
She
felt
that
Caladan
had
happened
to
some
other
person
.
In
the
nearly
three
years
since
then
,
she
had
become
another
person
.
Having
to
confront
Gurney
forced
a
reassessment
of
the
changes
.
Paul
’
s
coffee
service
,
the
fluted
alloy
of
silver
and
jasmium
that
he
had
inherited
from
Jamis
,
rested
on
a
low
table
to
her
right
.
She
stared
at
it
,
thinking
of
how
many
hands
had
touched
that
metal
.
Chani
had
served
Paul
from
it
within
the
month
.
What
can
his
desert
woman
do
for
a
Duke
except
serve
him
coffee
?
she
asked
herself
.
She
brings
him
no
power
,
no
family
.
Paul
has
only
one
major
chance
—
to
ally
himself
with
a
powerful
Great
House
,
perhaps
even
with
the
Imperial
family
.
There
are
marriagable
princesses
,
after
all
,
and
every
one
of
them
Bene
Gesserit
-
trained
.
Jessica
imagined
herself
leaving
the
rigors
of
Arrakis
for
the
life
of
power
and
security
she
could
know
as
mother
of
a
royal
consort
.
She
glanced
at
the
thick
hangings
that
obscured
the
rock
of
this
cavern
cell
,
thinking
of
how
she
had
come
here
—
riding
amidst
a
host
of
worms
,
the
palanquins
and
pack
platforms
piled
high
with
necessities
for
the
coming
campaign
.
As
long
as
Chani
lives
,
Paul
will
not
see
his
duty
,
Jessica
thought
.
She
has
given
him
a
son
and
that
is
enough
.
