This could go on for quite a while. Sheeana thought. Two stubborn Reverend Mothers could theoretically be there for days, engaged in a contest of wills that were already sharpened instruments.
"Have you come to test my waters, Alia Atreides?" That haughty look...I will not call her Womb of Heaven.
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Date: 2009-11-25 04:29 am (UTC)"Have you come to test my waters, Alia Atreides?" That haughty look...I will not call her Womb of Heaven.