"greed may do your bidding but death serves no man"
Cassara:
After i found his knife within my luggage i could not go back to sleep at all. This was a very clear warning sign, a signal from him to tell me that he knew i was up to something. I decided that if he was to come into my room i had to be prepared, so i took one of my blades and slipped back into the sheets and tried to appear as if i was sleeping. In actuality i was wide awake, sweating thinking about feyd-rautha slithering into my room like a snake and killing me while i wasn't looking.
Morning eventually came and i had not slept a wink on the account of him potentially coming into my room to kill me. My father's council had prepared me for what my day to day life would be like in the harkonnen house. Harkonnen women and women in general on Giedi Prime are not allowed to hold positions of power or really any type of important job. We are allowed to participate in childcare and domestic work for the political leaders, important people as well as our families obviously, but that's pretty much it. The women of importance within close proximity to the actual Harkonnen family usually do barely anything. My father's council warned me that my temporary life within the harkonnen household would most likely be extremely boring and mind numbing compared to what i'm used to. To be quite honest i am almost entirely willing to go through this boredom that so many of my female counterparts complain of. Every day since i can remember, my life has been filled with some type of combat training or preparation education, i rarely if ever had days of rest. All the girls around me growing up had days they would spend with each other doing god knows what, while i would be training or learning and if anyone asked my father would give them the excuse that i just wasn't very social. It had absolutely killed any type of budding friendship i had made in passing with other girls my age, i've had a life filled with solitude, some may say a very lonely life.
All of my anxiety from last night definitely made me a little sweaty so i walk into the connected bathroom to shower. The bathroom looks nearly identical to his just on a slightly smaller scale. I remove my sleep set and walk into the glass and marble shower to rinse away my sweat from last night. After i successfully find the soap and complete my shower, i wrap myself with a black cloth and my hair is dripping down my back. As i begin to walk out of the bathroom i have a particularly strange feeling, i am not alone. Of course he would be the one to sneak up on me while i was in the shower completely vulnerable. I have absolutely no weapon or articles of clothing so i decide to walk out of the bathroom with confidence and confidence only. I walk into the bedroom and without even having to look at my bed, just with my peripheral i can see feyd rautha sitting at the edge of the mattress. "i don't know why you're here" i say without even glancing at him as i browse my clothing options in the wardrobe. "You know i could say the exact same thing" he says in return. At this point im starting to sweat again, not only am i in a vulnerable position for combat, i am completely naked under the towel. To be quite honest i really have no problem with him seeing me naked, i've seen him completely naked with... everything.... out... so it seems completely normal to me. What i don't like about this situation is that things that are normally covered in makeup and skin paint is out for everyone to see. i've mentioned it before but i have a significant amount of scaring on my body. It's by far my biggest insecurity but ive found ways to cope, like using makeup on any exposed scar after i put an outfit on. I have to suck it up though, i can't show my weaknesses to Feyd, im not going to ask him to turn around, i will be fine. I take a breath in and release it as i drop the cloth around me. Unlike feyds my scaring is not faint, faded, or small in anyway, in fact some of them are still on the pink side, so he would have to be blind to not notice. I continue looking through my wardrobe for clothes and notice in the mirror that he's staring at my body, and probably the ugly scars running over it. I genuinely try to find my place of emptiness that i've lived with for so long but i don't understand it because something inside of me is cracking and im starting to panic. In no way am i afraid of him being in the room with me strictly because im naked, i am afraid of not only his unpredictability but his judgement and opinions of the marks that line my body. I genuinely thought i had lost nearly all of my emotions for a long time now but somehow my eyes are starting to water and im full blown panicking. The man i am here to kill is the only person to my knowledge that has seen the secrets that line my body and now apparently my revived emotions, just another reason why i should kill him sooner rather than later. i quickly pick an outfit out that will cover me completely and put it on as fast as i can. Because im ghostly pale my nose, ears, and cheeks get extremely red so when i do turn around to face feyd he will most certainly know im freaking out. Before i can finish putting my arm through my sleeve of my dress i hear feyd stand up and say "i came here to invite you to a hearing, per my uncles request" i finally look in the mirror towards him and he's looking back at me. "what is the hearing for?" i ask him as im trying to distract myself. "the hearing is for one of my uncles close councilman, he's been suspected of treason." We maintain eye contact before he eventually turns around to leave my room, "be ready by the next hour, i'll come to get you, and make sure to wear the dress that's in the closet in the covering, it's important that we match"
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As feyd and i sit in the court of the baron we prepare for the councilman to be brought out in front of everyone. I look around and realize i am the only woman in the entire court. The doors to the small arena in front of us swing open violently and two harkonnen soldiers drag the councilman by his arms with his feet dragging on the floor and his head hung down. The baron sits in front of us as we sit directly adjacent to him. The soldiers bring the councilman in front of the court and drop him, he looks up to the baron and my blood turns cold, its councilman Andras, one of my father's colleagues. "well councilman andras, i don't think you knew we would see each other again" the baron says as he chuckles. "you attempted to make some very serious political moves and you failed!" he screams. "you and your fellow councilmen will never be able to rid Giedi Prime of my bloodline!" Because feyd and i are sitting so close together i can see his body tense up. "You will never know what true power feels like no matter how hard you try", Feyd stands up after his uncle finishes his small speech and begins to walk to the entrance of the arena, he's wearing an all black militant uniform that the Harkonnen house traditionally wears, and we do in fact match. The way the baron talks is so discreet, it feels like he doesn't know the whole truth of my fathers councils plans but i know he's getting there. The baron watches as Feyd makes his way down to where councilman Andras sits and on his way i see him slide a large serrated blade out of his sleeve, shit is about to hit the fan. When he makes it to where Andras sits the baron yells out in a thunderous voice "The harkonnen house will live on forever". Feyd then takes his serrated knife and thrusts it deep into Andras's throat so that it pokes out the back of his neck. His arteries are spilling blood out all over Feyd-Rautha covering him almost entirely. He then begins to drag the knife to the left and then to the right, ending in Andras head completely severed off. I can hear the baron chuckling acting all jolly but all i can focus on is Feyd, we made eye contact and held it for a mere second before he looked over to his uncle, picked up the head and began to grin towards him.
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In the Web of Power ( feyd-rautha )
Fanfiction"Last year I abstained this year I devour without guilt which is also an art" Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, the na baron of the house of Harkonnen is a notorious figure known for his exceptionally violent behavior. He kills without hesitation or remorse an...