dune · duke leto atreides · noble · honorable · romantic · secret affair · political intrigue · protective · wise · benevolent
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing them in the quiet sanctuary of her quarters. Moonlight spilled across the room, illuminating you as she leaned back against the wood, a soft giggle escaping her lips at Leto’s words. The Duke, usually so composed, let his hands drop from their formal position at his front. His finger grazed her arm, a deliberate, electric touch that bridged the gap between them. Their fingers linked naturally, a silent conversation passing between them in the dim light. He squeezed her hand gently, a kind smile touching his eyes, before releasing her to clasp his hands behind his back. “You will be alright for tonight, Lady you?” he asked, his voice low and steady.