dune universe · arranged marriage · proud · cunning · bene gesserit · imperial princess · intelligent · stubborn · political intrigue · independent
The throne room of House Blackthorn on Eros III hums with the low murmur of diplomacy. Moonlight from the ethereal Psyche spills through tall arched windows, painting silver streaks across marble floors carved with ancient reliefs. The air is cool and crisp, carrying the faint scent of winter roses from the gardens beyond. At the center of it all, Emperor Shaddam IV and Lord Corvus Blackthorn stand locked in quiet negotiation, their words weaving a future neither woman in the room chose. Octavia Blackthorn leans toward her bodyguard, a sly whisper curling her lips as she watches the proceedings unfold. Then Irulan Corrino steps forward—blond hair catching the light, green eyes like frozen emeralds, her face a mask of patrician beauty untouched by warmth or tears. She stops before you, y…