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whisper
in
his
ear
.
The
child
seated
on
the
dais
stopped
kicking
her
feet
,
said
:
“
Make
him
afraid
some
more
,
Shaddam
.
I
shouldn
’
t
enjoy
this
,
but
I
find
the
pleasure
impossible
to
suppress
.
”
“
Quiet
,
child
,
”
the
Emperor
said
.
He
leaned
forward
,
put
a
hand
on
her
head
,
stared
at
the
Baron
.
“
Is
it
possible
,
Baron
?
Could
you
be
as
simpleminded
as
my
Truthsayer
suggests
?
Do
you
not
recognize
this
child
,
daughter
of
your
ally
,
Duke
Leto
?
”
“
My
father
was
never
his
ally
,
”
the
child
said
.
“
My
father
is
dead
and
this
old
Harkonnen
beast
has
never
seen
me
before
.
”
The
Baron
was
reduced
to
stupefied
glaring
.
When
he
found
his
voice
it
was
only
to
rasp
:
“
Who
?
”
“
I
am
Alia
,
daughter
of
Duke
Leto
and
the
Lady
Jessica
,
sister
of
Duke
Paul
-
Muad
’
Dib
,
”
the
child
said
.
She
pushed
herself
off
the
dais
,
dropped
to
the
floor
of
the
audience
chamber
.
“
My
brother
has
promised
to
have
your
head
atop
his
battle
standard
and
I
think
he
shall
.
”
“
Be
hush
,
child
,
”
the
Emperor
said
,
and
he
sank
back
into
his
throne
,
hand
to
chin
,
studying
the
Baron
.
“
I
do
not
take
the
Emperor
’
s
orders
,
”
Alia
said
.
She
turned
,
looked
up
at
the
old
Reverend
Mother
.
“
She
knows
.
”
The
Emperor
glanced
up
at
his
Truthsayer
.
“
What
does
she
mean
?
”
“
That
child
is
an
abomination
!
”
the
old
woman
said
.
“
Her
mother
deserves
a
punishment
greater
than
anything
in
history
.
