Ghanimawalked purposefully down the hallway towards the training room. Ever since the death of Alia, Leto had taken to spending more time alone. It pained her greatly to watch her other half distance himself from her, but sometimes when she had the courage to admit it to herself, she realized that she couldn't cope with the new Leto the way she could cope with the little boy he once was. He was simply a different person, and that caused her at once grief and relief.

She entered the room silently, and watched him from the doorway as he went through his kata at a phenomenal speed. She smiled to herself, the sandtrout had began to cover his back now. One arm, his neck and chest were now covered in the armor of the worm. If she stared hard enough, she fancied she could watch it slowly spreading, engulfing her twin.

Leto finished his kata and turned to face her, a smile breaking out at the sight of her. She returned it, they may not have been as close as they had once been, but they still shared a strong bond.

Tougher than worm hide, as Leto had once said.

"I wondered how long you'd leave it before you came to tell me off." He crossed the room and began to warm down, stretching his lean muscles further than should have been humanly possible.

"I've not come to tell you off" she protested, he shot her a skeptical look, "just wondering at your motivations."

"The girl was dying Ghanni, she'd been out in the midday sun unprotected for about four hours I'd guess when I found her."

"So the palace is now a stray house for any poor soul whose lost there way?" She was angry now, and she didn't quite know why.

"The old Ghanni would have done anything to help her people."

"The old Ghanni had no sense of security or personal safety." She crossed the room and took his arm, forcing him to look at her. "It's not that I doubt your judgment, I just want to keep you safe, to keep everyone safe." She rested her head on his shoulder, "We need to be more cautious Leto, we know nothing about her."

She looked up and saw to her surprise that he was smiling; he looked down and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Your right, we know nothing about her, I'm sorry for worrying you Ghanni." She smiled back at him, then looked away as he let go of her and left the room.

She tried to convince herself that they'd sorted things out, but she knew that they hadn't.


The doctor was just leaving the room when Leto arrived to check up on the girl.

"How is she?"

"She's…. stable."

"Stable?"

"She's not going to die from the dehydration or anything; we've put her under a mild sedative to calm-"

"Why does she need a sedative?" Leto cut across the old man, and inexplicable fury riding him before he swiftly brought it back under control.

"If I may continue Sire," The old man looked at him, puzzled before he continues,"She has a fever, usual symptoms, disturbed sleep, and hallucinations upon waking, normal and to be expected after that amount of exposure to sunlight- I believe the Fremin call it sun fever, or maybeSun Stoke... however we felt it best to sedate her to prevent her from hurting herself or others around her should she get a little… out of control."

"I see." Leto looked at the door, he fancied he could hear her erratic heartbeat slowing and calming under the sedative. "May I see her?"

"She will probably not acknowledge your presence but I don't see why not."

He made to follow the young king as he entered, Leto turned back to him, "I wish to see her alone if at all possible." The doctor looked surprised,

"But of course, I shall see that you are not disturbed."

The room had been darkened when he entered, the heavy curtains obscuring any light from passing. He looked at the figure lying on the bed, he walked over and knelt by her side. He suddenly flashed back to when he was seven years old and Ghanima had come down with the flu, he'd knelt at her bed in a similar fashion for almost three days until she was well enough to get up.

He looked at the face of the girl he'd rescued. Blond hair, the color of the sands of Arrakis, cut unusually short for a girl, strong cheek bones, a slight nose and full lips. But it was the eyes that interested him most, they were almond shaped and framed by dark lashes, and they were blue, but not the common spice made blue on blue but rather a dark stormy grey blue, with an outer ring of indigo and a circle of copper around the iris.

A natural, born eye color. She was clearly not from Arrakis, or her eyes would havetransformed by now. He looked down at her face and into the blue eyes so similar and yet so differentfrom his own as she staredright back at him.

She was awake.

"How are you feeling?" he'd imagined what his first words to her would be, unfortunately he now found hiself tongue-tied.

"Like I spent five hours out in the sun with no stillsuit." She smiled to show she wasn't trying to be rude, and scrunched her eyes up to focus on him. "Why is it so dark?"

"The curtains are drawn."

"Ah…" She looked up at the window and seemed almost to be looking through the solid fabric and into the world beyond. She frowned, "Leto…" She roled her head over to look him in the face, "Your name is Leto." It was a statement rather than a question so he kept his silence but smiled and nodded at her.

"And might I inquire as to your name?"

She sighed and looked away, "I can't-" then her face contorted into and expression of careful concentration. She turned to face him again. "Misu, my name is Misu."

"Misu…" he repeated, "Misu…"


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Chailyn'ah is said CHAY-LIN-AR

Misu is said MISS-OO

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