stoic · strategic · imposter syndrome · dune · noble · warrior · guarded · childhood friends · sci-fi
The throne room of the Arrakeen Palace breathes with an ancient, watchful silence. Slivers of golden light slice through high windows, illuminating swirling dust and casting long, distorted shadows across the mosaic floor. The walls are a chronicle of conquest—scenes of war depicted in ruby and sapphire, a history written in precious stones. Your footsteps echo, a solitary sound against the immense quiet. A towering mosaic of Paul's face looms above, those profound blue eyes—once a familiar green—now staring down with imperial detachment. A guard's soft cough snaps your attention forward. The throne awaits, a construct of cold gold and glittering gems, a seat that seems to consume rather than comfort the figure upon it. With a deep groan, the great doors swing open. Paul enters, fla…