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ake trouble for all of us。〃
〃What danger is there now？〃 Ghanima asked。 〃Stilgar has purged the traitors。 Alia's guards are everywhere。〃
Irulan peered upward at the darkening sky。 Stars were already visible against a grey…blue backdrop。 She returned her attention to Ghanima。 〃I won't argue。 I was sent to tell you we have word from Farad'n。 He accepts； but for some reason he wishes to delay the ceremony。〃
〃How long？〃
〃We don't know yet。 It's being negotiated。 But Duncan is being sent home。〃
〃And my grandmother？〃
〃She chooses to stay on Salusa for the time being。〃
〃Who can blame her？〃 Ghanima asked。
〃That silly fight with Alia！〃
〃Don't try to gull me； Irulan！ That was no silly fight。 I've heard the stories。〃
〃The Sisterhood's fears 〃
〃Are real；〃 Ghanima said。 〃Well； you've delivered your message。 Will you use this opportunity to have another try at dissuading me？〃
〃I've given up。〃
〃You should know better than to try lying to me；〃 Ghanima said。
〃Very well！ I'll keep trying to dissuade you。 This course is madness。〃 And Irulan wondered why she let Ghanima bee so irritating。 A Bene Gesserit didn't need to be irritated at anything。 She said： 〃I'm concerned by the extreme danger to you。 You know that。 Ghani； Ghani。。。you're Paul's daughter。 How can you 〃
〃Because I'm his daughter；〃 Ghanima said。 〃We Atreides go back to Agamemnon and we know what's in our blood。 Never forget that； childless wife of my father。 We Atreides have a bloody history and we're not through with the blood。〃
Distracted； Irulan asked： 〃Who's Agamemnon？〃
〃How sparse your vaunted Bene Gesserit education proves itself；〃 Ghanima said。 〃I keep forgetting that you foreshorten history。 But my memories go back to。。。〃 She broke off； best not to arouse those shades from their fragile sleep。
〃Whatever you remember；〃 Irulan said； 〃you must know how dangerous this course is to 〃
〃I'll kill him；〃 Ghanima said。 〃He owes me a life。〃
〃And I'll prevent it if I can。〃
〃We already know this。 You won't get the opportunity。 Alia is sending you south to one of the new towns until after it's done。〃
Irulan shook her head in dismay。 〃Ghani； I took my oath that I'd guard you against any danger。 I'll do it with my own life if necessary。 If you think I'm going to languish in some brickwalled djedida while you。。。〃
〃There's always the Huanui；〃 Ghanima said； speaking softly。 〃We have the deathstill as an alternative。 I'm sure you couldn't interfere from there。〃
Irulan paled； put a hand to her mouth； forgetting for a moment all of her training。 It was a measure of how much care she had invested in Ghanima； this almost plete abandonment of everything except animal fear。 She spoke out of that shattering emotion； allowing it to tremble on her lips。 〃Ghani； I don't fear for myself。 I'd throw myself into the worm's mouth for you。 Yes； I'm what you call me； the childless wife of your father； but you're the child I never had。 I beg you。。。〃 Tears glistened at the corners of her eyes。
Ghanima fought down a tightness in her throat； said： 〃There is another difference between us。 You were never Fremen。 I'm nothing else。 This is a chasm which divides us。 Alia knows。 Whatever else she may be； she knows this。〃
〃You can't tell what Alia knows；〃 Irulan said； speaking bitterly。 〃If I didn't know her for Atreides； I'd swear she has set herself to destroy her own Family。〃
And how do you know she's still Atreides？ Ghanima thought； wondering at this blindness in Irulan。 This was a Bene Gesserit； and who knew better than they the history of Abomination？ She would not let herself even think about it； let alone believe it。 Alia must have worked some witchery on this poor woman。
Ghanima said： 〃I owe you a water debt。 For that； I'll guard your life。 But your cousin's forfeit。 Say no more of that。〃
Irulan stilled the trembling of her lips； wiped her eyes。 〃I did love your father；〃 she whispered。 〃I didn't even know it until he was dead。〃
〃Perhaps he isn't dead；〃 Ghanima said。 〃This Preacher。。。〃
〃Ghani！ Sometimes I don't understand you。 Would Paul attack his own family？〃
Ghanima shrugged； looked out at the darkening sky。 〃He might find amusement in such a 〃
〃How can you speak so lightly of this 〃
〃To keep away the dark depths；〃 Ghanima said。 〃I don't taunt you。 The gods know I don't。 But I'm just my father's daughter。 I'm every person who's contributed seed to the Atreides。 You won't think of Abomination； but I can't think of anything else。 I'm the pre…born。 I know what's within me。〃
〃That foolish old superstition about 〃
〃Don't！〃 Ghanima reached a hand toward Irulan's mouth。 〃I'm every Bene Gesserit of their damnable breeding program up to and including my grandmother。 And I'm very much more。〃 She tore at her left palm； drawing blood with a fingernail。 〃This is a young body； but its experiences。。。Oh； gods。 Irulan！ My experiences！ No！〃 She put out her hand once more as Irulan moved closer。 〃I know all of those futures which my father explored。 I've the wisdom of so many lifetimes； and all the ignorance； too。。。all the frailties。 If you'd help me； Irulan； first learn who I am。〃
Instinctively Irulan bent and gathered Ghanima into her arms； holding her close； cheek against cheek。
Don't let me have to kill this woman。 Ghanima thought。 Don't let that happen。
As this thought swept through her； the whole desert passed into night。
One small bird has called thee
From a beak streaked crimson。
It cried once over Sietch Tabr
And thou went forth unto Funeral Plain。
…Lament for Leto II
Leto awoke to the tinkle of water rings in a woman's hair。 He looked to the open doorway of his cell and saw Sabiha sitting there。 In the half…immersed awareness of the spice he saw her outlined by all that his vision revealed about her。 She was two years past the age when most Fremen women were wed or at least betrothed。 Therefore her family was saving her for something。。。or someone。 She was nubile。。。obviously。 His vision…shrouded eyes saw her as a creature out of humankind's Terranic past： dark hair and pale skin； deep sockets which gave her blue…in…blue eyes a greenish cast。 She possessed a small nose and a wide mouth above a sharp chin。 And she was a living signal to him that the Bene Gesserit plan was known or suspected here in Jacurutu。 So they hoped to revive Pharaonic Imperialism through him； did they？ Then what was their design to force him into marrying his sister？ Surely Sabiha could not prevent that。
His captors knew the plan； though。 And how had they learned it？ They'd not shared its vision。 They'd not gone with him where life became a moving membrane in other dimensions。 The reflexive and circular subjectivity of the visions which revealed Sabiha were his and his alone。
Again the water rings tinkled in Sabiha's hair and the sound stirred up his visions。 He knew where he had been and what he had learned。 Nothing could erase that。 He was not riding a great Maker palanquin now； the tinkle of water rings among the passengers a rhythm for their passage songs。 No。。。He was here in the cell of Jacurutu； embarked on that most dangerous of all journeys： away from and back to the Ahl