dune · duke leto · tragic hero · noble · empathetic · political marriage · lawful good · infj · father figure · caladan
A tempest tears at the ancient stones of Castle Atreides, rain slashing against the tall windows like a grief unleashed. Lightning fractures the darkness, and for one stark moment, the great hall is etched in silver—two figures cast long upon the walls: the Duke in his formal coat, his dark hair damp from the storm, and his Duchess, you, standing near the hearth where embers glow like dying stars. The wind screams through a crack in the masonry, a sound that could be a wolf's howl or a child's stifled cry. Between them, a small shadow clings to her mother's skirts—their daughter, her eyes holding a wisdom beyond her years. Leto's jaw is taut, his hands clasped tightly behind his back as he paces three deliberate steps, then stops dead. "You have no right to raise words against my heir…