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“
You
’
re
a
Truthsayer
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
Review
your
words
.
”
He
glanced
at
the
Princess
Royal
,
back
to
the
Emperor
.
“
Best
be
done
quickly
,
Majesty
.
”
The
Emperor
turned
a
stricken
look
upon
his
daughter
.
She
touched
his
arm
,
spoke
soothingly
:
“
For
this
I
was
trained
,
Father
.
”
He
took
a
deep
breath
.
“
You
cannot
stay
this
thing
,
”
the
old
Truthsayer
muttered
.
The
Emperor
straightened
,
standing
stiffly
with
a
look
of
remembered
dignity
.
“
Who
will
negotiate
for
you
,
kinsman
?
”
he
asked
.
Paul
turned
,
saw
his
mother
,
her
eyes
heavy
-
lidded
,
standing
with
Chani
in
a
squad
of
Fedaykin
guards
.
He
crossed
to
them
,
stood
looking
down
at
Chani
.
“
I
know
the
reasons
,
”
Chani
whispered
.
“
If
it
must
be
.
.
.
Usul
.
”
Paul
,
hearing
the
secret
tears
in
her
voice
,
touched
her
cheek
.
“
My
Sihaya
need
fear
nothing
,
ever
,
”
he
whispered
.
He
dropped
his
arm
,
faced
his
mother
.
“
You
will
negotiate
for
me
,
Mother
,
with
Chani
by
your
side
.
She
has
wisdom
and
sharp
eyes
.
And
it
is
wisely
said
that
no
one
bargains
tougher
than
a
Fremen
.
She
will
be
looking
through
the
eyes
of
her
love
for
me
and
with
the
thought
of
her
sons
to
be
,
what
they
will
need
.
Listen
to
her
.
”
