@deficd said: i never hurry for anything.
king hugo of the nothing-planet thinks himself more important than he is. what allies his people had have long assumed him dead and underestimate the value of the secrets he keeps for them. the harkonnens are kind enough to house them for now, but he knows his time is running out in the baron's good graces and soon his people will be either slaughtered or enslaved.
it's not that he cares very much for them. he just wonders what use a king is without anyone to lord over.
down the crypt-like halls of the guest wing, hugo storms ahead while the na-baron (damn him, curse him, theif, pig, animal) makes no effort to match him. cocky, smug, languid.
"i assure you, you will want to hurry for this." velvet-smooth, smiling. "i have a gift for you."
in his quarters there is a girl. prettiest his people can offer, by hugo's estimation, with large brown eyes and a fair length of dark hair stretching to her shoulders. she waits for them on the edge of the bed, hands on her knees.
"na-baron, you've made your -- attachment to my cousin quite plain. i'm sure you can understand that if your uncle has no intention of allowing us to stay, you may not keep her. in the spirit of friendship i offer you this specimen -- or the opportunity to bargain for the other."