"If your family inists you do not accompany us to Arrakis? There will be options available for you." [ Jessica straightens once more. She pauses. Clearly the whole affair has undermined her natural composure. ] "The Emperor has never been known to move slowly. Once the affairs had been settled? There is hardly time to waste. Spice production is ever the key to our way life."
[ Paul remains quiet. His attention is on the conversation, however, it would appear he has disengaged to a person who hasn't been trained to read another. He weighs the conversation. Bastila's path remains undecided due to the Shan Family, the new feifdom, and perhaps even the Sisterhood. His hand remains on the spoon as brown eyes trained on the food in front of him.
The gentle sea breeze passes over the windows of the room.
He stares intently at breakfast before him. Soon, the sound of the sea will be a memory. The gentle breeze off the waves. The feeling of waves against his ankles. Water and storms he will be leaving behind with Bastila, should she be unable to come to Arrakis with them.
Storms brought us together when we were little.
It's almost poetic.
Jessica takes quick note of her son before turning her attention back to the young woman who has been like a daughter to her and her beloved duke. ] "It's a harsh desert world that bears two moons. Water is scarce to open world. Large sandworms roam the desert, but, I am assured the shield wall protects the main polar city of Arrakeen. That is where House Atreides will rule the planet from."
[ Paul leans back away from his food. ]
"The venture will increase the wealth of our house in CHOAM... and now doubt make more enemies than allies. Should you remain here, Bastila, you will want to steel yourself with the knowledge and training given to you. No doubt you will be a target as you have lived with us there years."
A threat no matter where we go.
[ Jessica turns her attention to her son once more. ] "It is bound to happen with the popularity of your father in the Landsraad."
no subject
[ Paul remains quiet. His attention is on the conversation, however, it would appear he has disengaged to a person who hasn't been trained to read another. He weighs the conversation. Bastila's path remains undecided due to the Shan Family, the new feifdom, and perhaps even the Sisterhood. His hand remains on the spoon as brown eyes trained on the food in front of him.
The gentle sea breeze passes over the windows of the room.
He stares intently at breakfast before him. Soon, the sound of the sea will be a memory. The gentle breeze off the waves. The feeling of waves against his ankles. Water and storms he will be leaving behind with Bastila, should she be unable to come to Arrakis with them.
Storms brought us together when we were little.
It's almost poetic.
Jessica takes quick note of her son before turning her attention back to the young woman who has been like a daughter to her and her beloved duke. ] "It's a harsh desert world that bears two moons. Water is scarce to open world. Large sandworms roam the desert, but, I am assured the shield wall protects the main polar city of Arrakeen. That is where House Atreides will rule the planet from."
[ Paul leans back away from his food. ]
"The venture will increase the wealth of our house in CHOAM... and now doubt make more enemies than allies. Should you remain here, Bastila, you will want to steel yourself with the knowledge and training given to you. No doubt you will be a target as you have lived with us there years."
A threat no matter where we go.
[ Jessica turns her attention to her son once more. ] "It is bound to happen with the popularity of your father in the Landsraad."
Hmm.