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Book Two: Muad‘dib
Youmustrememberthathewasanemperor,father-headofadynastythatreachedbackintothedimmesthistory.Butwedeniedhimalegalson.Wasthisnotthemostterribledefeatarulereversuffered?MymotherobeyedherSisterSuperiorswheretheLadyJessicadisobeyed.Whichofthemwasthestronger?Historyalreadyhasanswered.
—“InMyFather’sHouse”bythePrincessIrulan
JESSICAAWAKENEDincavedarkness,sensingthestirofFremenaroundher,smellingtheacridstillsuitodor.Herinnertimesensetoldheritwouldsoonbenightoutside,butthecaveremainedinblackness,shieldedfromthedesertbytheplastichoodsthattrappedtheirbodymoisturewithinthisspace.
Sherealizedthatshehadpermittedherselftheutterlyrelaxingsleepofgreatfatigue,andthissuggestedsomethingofherownunconsciousassessmentonpersonalsecuritywithinStilgar’stroop.Sheturnedinthehammockthathadbeenfashionedofherrobe,slippedherfeettotherockfloorandintoherdesertboots.
Imustremembertofastenthebootsslip-fashiontohelpmystillsuit’spumpingaction,shethought.Therearesomanythingstoremember.
Shecouldstilltastetheirmorningmeal—themorselofbirdfleshandgrainboundwithinaleafwithspicehoney—anditcametoherthattheuseoftimewasturnedaroundhere:nightwasthedayofactivityanddaywasthetimeofrest.
Nightconceals;nightissafest.
Sheunhookedherrobefromitshammockpegsinarockalcove,fumbledwiththefabricinthedarkuntilshefoundthetop,slippedintoit.
HowtogetamessageouttotheBeneGesserit?shewondered.
