Escape from LA, The Weeknd
Arrakis, 10186
It hurts going through a breakup. It hurts being hurt my someone you thought you could trust. It hurts even worse when you know you are hurting your loved one, when you're hurting yourself along with them; even if it's for the better.
She dreamed of Feyd night after night. In her slumber, they roamed together through fields of grass beneath the light of a black sun. They whispered promises of a future adorned with laughter and the pitter-patter of little feet that will bear his blue eyes. She wished she could enter an eternal sleep to live in an alternate reality forever.
They say all dreams have a meaning, and she clung to that hope.
"I miss you", she whispered, stretching her hand out to the ceiling, There came no reply.
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Heighliner, 10187
The first and second day of the wedding celebrations had whizzed past, leaving only the last day of the wedding celebration; the night before the wedding. A flare of talk erupted among every man as they entered the hallway adorned with flowers.
"My, what strange decoration the bride has chosen," she heard a man say. His companion said, "I must say, it is quite different than what I am used to. I quite like it, in fact."
Leonara smiled and continued on. She wore a flowy iridescent pink loose dress that glittered and shon as she walked. She smiled as she greeted everyone.
"I must say, your gown is simply exquisite!" A woman said, her eyes alight with interest.
"Yes, it's very different than the Harkonnen taste, but I knew it would be very eye-catching! Hand-sewn, if I may."
"Why that explains the detailing on the flowers", the woman said, tracing her hand up the designs. That woman was the duchess of House Metulli.
"I can get my servant to make you one, if I may, lady Henrietta."
"Oh my, that would be wonderful!"
Leonara grinned, stirring her drink. This could pave the way for the start of an allegiance between the Bene Gesserit and House Metulli, it could make ground for future bene gesserit work, if desired.
The palace lobby had been totally changed into a garden full of whites and pinks, pastel flowers and tapestries depicting the love of the bride and the groom.
Leonara spotted Lady Fenring in the crowd and she gave a grin. They had known eachother in the chapterhouse before lady fenring had been married off to be the duchess of house fenring.
"Having a lot of fun, I see," a cold voice interrupted her thoughts. Gaius. She was clad in black, not having bothered follow the dress code of light colours.
"Hello, Reverend Mother," she said stiffly.
"Congratulations on your engagement. I hope your marriage... lasts." She walked away.
Leonara bristled but didn't think much more of it. She mingled with guests, sipping a pink champagne while doing so, a diplomatic smile on her face.
As the night wore on, many people returned back to their chambers, leaving only a select few in the lobby of the heighliner.
Leonara breezed on, her steps guided by an invisible force, leading her towards a figure she longed to see. Amidst the sea of guests, he stood out like a beacon in his pristine white suit, an image of perfection amidst the chaos of the celebration.
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