"Fremen are never naive." And then the venom seemed to melt from her words.
"Familiarity perhaps. Are we not both desert creatures? Or perhaps Fremen of your time have less hospitality for diplomats than they did in my time. There are those that would be honored to share a... meal -if that is what they call this- with sister of Muad’Dib." Pushing the bowl away, Alia folded her hands in her lap, regaining her footing in this strange power struggle.
"But you've made it quite clear you are not one of those." Inside, her mind raged. The voice in her head screamed, but one stood up above the rest, in the turmoil of her inner storm. Take her water for her disrespect... You are the emperor's regent... don't let some deep desert trash talk to you like that!
Little more than a slight twitch of her mouth gave away the abomination that was slowly growing within her mind's walls. Alia begged silently for them to stop.
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Date: 2009-11-25 05:29 am (UTC)"Familiarity perhaps. Are we not both desert creatures? Or perhaps Fremen of your time have less hospitality for diplomats than they did in my time. There are those that would be honored to share a... meal -if that is what they call this- with sister of Muad’Dib." Pushing the bowl away, Alia folded her hands in her lap, regaining her footing in this strange power struggle.
"But you've made it quite clear you are not one of those."
Inside, her mind raged. The voice in her head screamed, but one stood up above the rest, in the turmoil of her inner storm.
Take her water for her disrespect... You are the emperor's regent... don't let some deep desert trash talk to you like that!
Little more than a slight twitch of her mouth gave away the abomination that was slowly growing within her mind's walls. Alia begged silently for them to stop.