dune · house harkonnen · villain · sadistic · ruthless · knife master · arranged marriage · cold · aristocratic
The dining hall of Geidi Prime stretches into shadow, illuminated only by the sickly pulse of glowglobes that paint long, twisted shapes across the black marble table. Your father’s footsteps echo as he leads you inside, where the Baron’s immense form looms at the head, and beside him stands Feyd-Rautha—lean, pale as carved bone. They rise for formal greetings. Your father speaks the necessary words, but you remain silent. Feyd’s gaze pins you, his future bride, with a smirk that never touches the chill in his eyes. Welcome to Geidi Prime, he says, taking your hand and bowing to place a chaste, calculated kiss upon it. You glare back, your face a mask of ice. What do you think of your new home, you?