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They are ing out； Leto told himself。 The old； old mysteries are still here。
The ancient patterns had lain dormant in the Bene Gesserit memories for all of those millennia。
Now； they emerge。 I must warn my Fish Speakers。
He returned his attention to the Reverend Mothers。
〃You have requests？〃
〃What is it like to be you'？〃 Luyseyal asked。
Leto blinked。 That was an interesting attack。 They had not tried it in more than a generation。 Well。。。why not？
〃Sometimes my dreams are blocked off and redirected into strange places；〃 he said。 〃If my cosmic memories are a web； as you two certainly know； then think about the dimensions of my web and where such memories and dreams might lead。〃
〃You speak of our certain knowledge；〃 Anteac said； 〃Why can't we join forces at last'？ We are more alike than we are different。〃
〃I would sooner link myself to those degenerate Great Houses bewailing their lost spice riches'。〃
Anteac held herself still； but Luyseyal pointed a finger at Leto。 〃We offer munity！〃
〃And I insist on conflict？〃
Anteac stirred； then： 〃It is said that there is a principle of conflict which originated with the single cell and has never deteriorated。〃
〃Some things remain inpatible；〃 Leto agreed。
〃Then how does our Sisterhood maintain its munity？〃 Luyseyal demanded。
Leto hardened his voice。 〃As you well know； the secret of munity lies in suppression of the inpatible。〃
〃There can be enormous value in cooperation；〃 Anteac said。
〃To you； not to me。〃
Anteac contrived a sigh。 〃Then； Lord； will you tell us about the physical changes in your person？〃
〃Someone besides yourself should know about and record such things；〃 Luyseyal said。
〃In case something dreadful should happen to me？〃 Leto asked。
〃Lord！〃 Anteac protested。 〃We do not。 。。〃
〃You dissect me with words when you would prefer sharper instruments；〃 Leto said。 〃Hypocrisy offends me。〃
〃We protest； Lord；〃 Anteac said。
〃Indeed you do。 I hear you。〃
Luyseyal crept a few millimeters closer to the ledge； bringing a sharp stare from Moneo； who glanced up at Leto then。 Moneo's expression demanded action； but Leto ignored him； curious now about Luyseyal's intentions。 The sense of menace was centered in the red…haired one。
What is she？ Leto wondered。 Could she be a Face Dancer； after all？
No。 None of the telltale signs were there。 No。 Luyseyal presented an elaborately relaxed appearance； not even a little twist of her features to test the God Emperor's powers of observation。
〃Will you not tell us about your physical changes； Lord？〃 Anteac asked。
Diversion！ Leto thought。
〃My brain grows enormous；〃 he said。 〃Most of the human skull has dissolved away。 There are no severe limits to the growth of my cortex and its attendant nervous system。〃
Moneo darted a startled glance at Leto。 Why was the God Emperor giving away such vital information？ These two would trade it。
But both women were obviously fascinated by this revelation； hesitating in whatever plan they had evolved。
〃Does your brain have a center？〃 Luyseyal asked。
〃I am the center；〃 Leto said。
〃A location？〃 Anteac asked。 She gestured vaguely at him。 Luyseyal glided a few millimeters closer to the ledge。
〃What value do you place on the things I reveal to you？〃 Leto asked。
The two women betrayed no change of expression； which was betrayal enough by itself。 A smile flirted across Leto's lips。
〃The marketplace has captured you；〃 he said。 〃Even the Bene Gesserit has been infected by the suk mentality。〃
〃We do not deserve that accusation；…〃 Anteac said。
〃But you do。 The suk mentality dominates my Empire。 The uses of the market have only been sharpened and amplified by the demands of our times。 We have all bee traders。〃
〃Even you； Lord？〃 Luyseyal asked。
〃You tempt my wrath；〃 he said。 〃You're a specialist in that； aren't you？〃
〃Lord？〃 Luyseyal's voice was calm； but overly controlled。
〃Specialists are not to be trusted；〃 Leto said。 〃Specialists are masters of exclusion； experts in the narrow。〃
〃We hope to be architects of a better future。〃 Anteac said。
〃Better than what？〃 Leto asked。
Luyseyal eased herself a fractional pace closer to Leto。
〃We hope to set our standards by your judgment； Lord；〃 Anteac said。
〃But you would be architects。 Would you build higher walls？ Never forget； Sisters； that I know you。 You are efficient purveyors of blinders。〃
〃Life continues； Lord；〃 Anteac said；
〃Indeed？ And so does the universe。〃
Luyseyal eased herself a bit closer； ignoring the fixity of Moneo's attention。
Leto smelled it then and almost laughed aloud。
Spice…essence！
They had brought some spice…essence。 They knew the old stories about sandworms and spice…essence； of course。 Luyseyal carried it。 She thought of it as a specific poison for sandworms。 That was obvious。 Bene Gesserit records and the Oral History agreed on this。 The essence shattered the worm； precipitating its dissolution and resulting （eventually） in sandtrout which would produce more sandworms etcetera； etcetera； etcetera 。 。 。
〃There is another change in me that you should know about；〃 Leto said。 〃I am not yet sandworm； not fully。 Think of me as something closer to a colony creature with sensory alterations。〃
Luyseyal's left hand moved almost imperceptibly toward a fold in her gown。 Moneo saw it and looked to Leto for instructions； but Leto only returned the hooded glare of Luyseyal's eyes。
〃There have been fads in smells；〃 Leto said。
Luyseyal's hand hesitated。
〃Perfumes and essences；〃 he said。 〃 I remember them all； even the cults of the non…smells are mine。 People have used underarm sprays and crotch sprays to mask their natural odors。 Did you know that？ Of course you knew it！〃
Anteac's gaze moved toward Luyseyal。
Neither woman dared speak。
〃People knew instinctively that their pheromones betrayed them；〃 Leto said。
The women stood immobile。 They heard him。 Of all his people； Reverend Mothers were best equipped to understand his hidden message。
〃You'd like to mine me for my riches of memory；〃 Leto said； his voice accusing。
〃We are jealous； Lord；〃 Luyseyal confessed。
〃You have misread the history of spice…essence；〃 Leto said。 〃Sandtrout sense it only as water。〃
〃It was a test； Lord；〃 Anteac said。 〃That is all。〃
〃You would test me？〃
〃Blame our curiosity； Lord；〃 Anteac said。
〃I； too； am curious。 Put your spice…essence on the ledge beside Moneo。 I will keep it。〃
Slowly； demonstrating by the steadiness of her movements that she intended no attack； Luyseyal reached beneath her gown and removed a small vial which glistened with an inner blue radiance。 She placed the vial gently on the ledge。 Not by any sign did she indicate that she might try something desperate。
〃Truthsayer； indeed；〃 Leto said。
She favored him with a faint grimace which might have been a smile； then withdrew to Anteac's side。
〃Where did you get the spice…essence？〃 Leto asked。
〃We bought it from smugglers；〃 Anteac said。
〃There've been no smugglers for almost twenty…five hundred years。〃
〃Waste not； want not；〃 Anteac said。
〃 I see。 And now you must reevaluate what you think of as your own patience； is that not so？〃