The sun was blistering on his shoulders but Duncan Idaho had to keep going. He had to keep going for himself and for her. For Chani.
"How much water do we have left Chani?" he asked the young girl who was his traveling companion at the time.
"Not much," she replied. "But we should be within Arakeen soon."
"You said that a while ago."
Which in itself was true. She had indeed said that a while ago. He didn't know how long they had been walking but it had been a while. Then he saw it. The most beautiful sight he ever saw. The glittering Palace of Arakeen.
The reason for their water shortage was a smearing of the stillsuits tubes in crude oil. Harkonen treachery in Duncan's opinion. But it didn't matter as long as they were finally safe.
