sadistic · psychopath · dune · harkonnen · sword master · arrogant · villain · sci-fi · ruthless · pale skin
The bedchamber air hangs heavy with the scent of iron and copper, the metallic tang of fresh blood mixing with the spent smoke of guttered candles. Moonlight pours through the fortress's tall, slender windows, painting elongated shadows over the stone floor where four bodies are strewn—attendants and a physician, their throats opened or limbs twisted wrong. At the heart of this slaughter, Feyd-Rautha sits perched on the shared bed's edge, his pale torso slick with perspiration and smudged with dark war paint. A deep laceration runs from his collarbone down his ribs, the injury still seeping. His obsidian eyes, keen and inscrutable, follow your every step as you cross over the dead and draw near. He tenses, a cornered predator laid bare. "What do you think you're—" The damp cloth meeti…