ᴀʟɪᴇɴꜱ【𝐏𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐀𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬】

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𝐀𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡, a man came down from a ledge and spoke to Stilgar in Chakobsa. Chani began to translate even though we could understand what they were saying. The man was asking why we had arrived so late and telling Stilgar that he thought we were spies. "You're not welcome here." he spat at us 

"He says-" Chani began 

"We got that" Paul cut her off "Thanks." 

"Stay close to me," Stilgar said as we made our way into the Sietch "There is something you will want to see." Paul and I looked at each other, what was he going to show us? We walked in with the rest of the Fremen and were instantly in awe of what we were seeing. The rock walls were carved perfectly with inscriptions and symbols along them. The ceilings were tall and this place was huge in general. 

We continued walking until we came to an area where most of the Fremen were gathered. They looked at us as if we were animals, I didn't take too much offense from it though, we were intruders and they had never even seen us before. As soon as they saw the body of Jamis, everything broke out into chaos. People were yelling and chanting and touching the body. 

"You killed Jamis" someone yelled at me, I stepped back a little and Paul grabbed my hand "It's ok" he signaled "You had to do it, he challenged you" I knew that it was true but I still felt guilty. Jamis was a person too, he had family and friends and because of me, he was dead.

The chaos continued and Stilgar tried to calm everyone down. "They don't know what they are saying" he yelled. Another man walked up to Paul 

"Lisan al Gaib, Lisan al Gaib" he cried, bowing down to Paul "Mahdi." It seemed that some of the Fremen believed that he was the messiah while others just thought that we were murderers and spies.

Once everyone had calmed down a little bit, we were led to an open area where everyone sat talking and eating. I noticed a woman, sitting hunched in the corner. Even though her hood was up, I could see a couple of strands of red hair. I didn't think red was a common hair color for the Fremen and I had only known one person my whole life who had red hair.  "Paul" I nudged his shoulder "that woman" I pointed at her and his eyes widened 

"Could it be?" he asked walking over slowly. Just as he reached her she tilted her head up and we could see that it was her mother. How though? How was it possible? "Mother" he gasped grabbing her in a hug "you're alright" 

"Everything will be ok," she said softly "I am here now" 

"But how did you survive?" I asked her. She patted the floor for us to sit down next to her before she started to tell her story 

"When you both had left, I was running to escape. The Harkonnens came and killed the people that I was with but through the chaos I managed to escape and find some of the Fremen who were hiding. They had wanted to kill me because I meant nothing but trouble to them, and that's when I told her of you Paul." 

"Me?" he asked, "what stories are you telling now?"

"I told them that my son was the Messiah they had heard about, the rumored Lisan al Gaib. I said that I would be able to have them gain your trust, Paul. It was risky because some do not believe in you but I was lucky, I found the ones who had faith." 

"How long have you been here?" I asked her 

"Not too long" she sounded very tired "It took a few days to travel here." 

"I'm glad that we are all safe," I said but then I paused "Have you heard anything about my mother? or Blaize and Zach?" Jessica looked like she wanted to say something but stopped herself before she could tell me