#chanirulan

Irulan’s eyes searched for Paul. Even as he shared a laugh and warm smiles with her father and the more boisterous, Feyd Rautha his mind seemed somewhere else. As expected his body was certainly as controlled as a moderately trained Bene Gesserit. His mother had trained him well. Even still his body and aura carried the markings of rumination. In his mind trying to predict the next coming storm. Perhaps the Bene Gesserit’s concerns about the young Duke were not as founded as they believed. The commitment to this union already was a plea for mercy from the House of Atreides to the Emperor. If it were rejected, perhaps then those religious patterns would have been abused to form a coup. Unsure of himself in his old age, the emperor had come to his youngest daughter for her advise. It would be her hand to be taken if they accepted the marriage alliance. The Atreides had lane the blame wholey at the Harkonnen’s feet. Excluding the Emperor’s clear involvement. A marriage such as this, would make the Emperor’s involvement obvious within a generation if not before. Then it could become a dark family secret that finally joined three of the major houses in marriage. The possible alternative being a holy war lead by two bitter major heirs, Paul Atreides and Feyd Rautha Harkonnen. The choice was made before she even said it. Her father saw it in her face. Pulled her into his arms. Kissed her head. The princess cried against her father’s shoulder. Here was another burden placed upon Irulan to navigate due to her father’s choices. The Imperial advisers have competing interests. The Reverend Mother acted against her daughter after years of pent up frustration with Lady Jessica’s hubris. Of course the old crone couldn’t see how she was being lead by her emotions. That left only Shaddam and Irulan to focus on her father’s legacy and the retention of House Corrino. Now Irulan would be joining into a new family she would come to understand. If Paul struggled deciding alone, perhaps she could offer herself as an adviser to him as she advised her father. This service would serve them, herself, and the Bene Gesserit well. As much as she wanted to support the Bene Gesserit’s cause to bring peace to the Empire, she did not desire to burn down their valuable relationships with allies to do so. As she trained with Reverend Mother and other Bene Gesserit’s her constant sense of self preservation was discouraged. Her calls for pragmatic mercy met with unexpected cruelty she did not have the heart to use against any of her family.

HELLO MIZI!!! i am so so sorry this took me so long,,, artblock is not letting go of me :') a little bit of a yap down below!