03 - Dagger

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Verena stirred once more, noting the dimness of the room. Must be evening, she surmised. Her gaze fell upon the scar on her leg, noticing that the bandage had been changed while she slept. She stared in disbelief. Who was tending to her wounds? Pushing the thought aside, she rose, retrieving her jacket.

As she made her way towards the room's exit, slipping into her jacket, she found the hall deserted. Strange. Where had everyone gone? Venturing further, she stumbled upon a vast gap offering a breathtaking view of the dunes. The evening cast a mesmerizing glow over the landscape, with the rolling spice lending an ethereal beauty to the scene.

Lost in contemplation, Verena momentarily forgot her surroundings, only to be jolted back to reality by the sensation of a sharp dagger pressing against her throat. "Gorgeous view, isn't it?" the familiar voice of the Fremen girl whispered near her ear, the blade held menacingly close.

Verena concealed her surprise, feeling a slight blush creep into her cheeks as the Fremen girl's hand rested on her waist. "Yes, it is," she murmured in response, her composure wavering slightly amidst the unexpected intimacy.

The Fremen girl noticed Verena's fluster but paid it little mind. "You're a Bene Gesserit, right?" she inquired.

"Yes," Verena replied quietly. "Why haven't you killed me already?"

The girl fell silent for a moment. "I see no reason to," she finally responded.

"I serve the Harkonnens – the ones who plunder your spice. That should be reason enough," Verena stated slowly, mindful of the dagger at her throat.

The Fremen offered no reply.

"Speechless, Fremen girl?" Verena teased after a moment of silence, but her jest only elicited a closer press of the blade, drawing a drop of blood from her neck.

"Shut up," the Fremen girl muttered quietly.

Before Verena could retort, a new voice intervened. "Let her go, Chani. Others wish to meet her." With a sharp inhale, Chani released Verena, who turned to see a man standing nearby. "The name's Stilgar. Follow me."

Though hesitant, Verena complied, recognizing the need to preserve her own life. Stilgar led her to a room bustling with Fremen, engaged in fervent discussion. Verena's gaze swept the room until it landed on Chani, who was speaking with others while occasionally casting glances in her direction.

Turning her gaze away from Chani, Verena's mind drifted to their recent encounter, a hint of intimacy lingering in her thoughts.

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