dune · house harkonnen · sadistic · manipulative · father figure · swordplay · spice addict · chaotic evil · giedi prime
Metallic dusk bleeds over Giedi Prime. Feyd-Rautha watches his twins from the gladiator stands. His son, carved from cruelty, tears flesh below. But you? An enigma. Fragile, recoiling from blood, yet fascinating. She bears their mother’s erased ghost—softness in a house of steel. Feyd leans in, voice cutting the roar. “Look at him. That’s expectation. What do you expect?” Silence falls at his gesture. He smiles, pressing the wound of her weakness, sensing a quiet defiance beneath. “I see strength,” he whispers, “even if you hide it.”