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The combined Feydice fluff and smut in this chapter is just sooo good chef’s kiss. It will be interesting to see Feyd’s reactions when Eurydice goes into labor for the birth of their son.

“Give me your pain,” he says. “Pain is but the power of the mind, and I will bear it all for you.” — Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, Chapter 33, “Echoes in Our Blood” by @vulpine-spectacle on AO3. Original artwork by: Napon Suzuki

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FOUR BENE GESSERIT SISTERS WERE CHOSEN AS DISCIPLES TO THE KWISATZ MOTHER. THEY STAND IN PREPARATION TO THE ASCENSION OF THE KWISATZ HADERACH. AND BY THEIR BLOOD, THEY SHALL NOT FAIL.

EDIT OF THE DISCIPLES OF THE KWISATZ MOTHER.

Echoes in our Blood by Vulpine_Spectacle

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Shadows of Self and Bands of Mourning are my favourite Sanderson books. Like. How much of a tragic bible-referencing freak do you need to be to write these books AND MAKE THEM A DETECTIVE MYSTERY?!?!!

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“Let me go,” Eurydice says. “Never.” Feyd-Rautha squeezes her tighter. “You are mine.” “Leave me to my pain.” “Let me be a vessel to your pain,” Feyd-Rautha says. “Give it to me.”

— Eurydice Atreides & Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, Chapter 30, “Echoes in Our Blood” by @vulpine-spectacle on AO3

My god, “Let me be a vessel to your pain” is such a tagline in the fashion of Feyd. “He yearns to be hurt” in a canon way?

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Our girl Eurydice is truly girlbossing too close to the black sun 😂

If Feyd-Rautha thinks I am going to be some simple tool of seduction and a vessel for whatever he desires, he’s going to taste more than dirt, Eurydice thinks. He is going to earn every touch, every piece of me, every single solitary thing I could ever offer him. I’ll learn, yes, but I won’t yield. “As you wish, Sister Althea.” I am not breaking myself to fit him. — Eurydice Atreides, Chapter 8, “Echoes in Our Blood” by @vulpine-spectacle on AO3.

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Althea thought she had the upper hand but she was wrong. Not only Feyd, but his vallivari also lives up to her blood oath. They protect each other. Sooo sweet ლ(╹◡╹ლ)

The woman now regards him with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. “And what do you make of your Atreides bride?” she inquires, her voice dripping with subtle provocation. “I’d kill for her,” Feyd-Rautha says, his voice openly harboring a dangerous edge. “And I’d gladly kill you for attempting to bait me.” —Althea Navarre & Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, Chapter 35, “Echoes in Our Blood” by @vulpine-spectacle on AO3.

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Giedilith Language

I have been working on the actual language for Giedilith for EIOB. Fun fact, in the films the language is described as Harkonnen, which, yeah, checks out. They would be narcissistic enough to name their language after their name. But I truly loved the visual of Giedilith. Lilith also means belonging to the night and is associated with biblical themes. And I love secret meanings. So, here is the language! It is a work in progres and I will update it periodically, but otherwise here ya go! ;)

Naroth zelkrin mevithin roshivvak?

Would you let me have you?

Velliväri.

Black cat.

Vilshantarum.

House of Conquest.

Agvárok / agvárok'd.

Fuck / fucked.

Ranakthas.

To become.

Amein vut mir.

I love you.

Vyro’zeth.

Undying.

Umbral.

Steadfast.

Zelkrin lothariv devil.

Let us escape together.

Väritin kullak.

Black flower.

Shantarnetil.

City of Dreamers.

Agvárokas veltro.

Fuck off.

Iltira ranakthas.

To become stronger.

Amein dhav thir.

I cherish you.

Vilinaroth roshen.

Would you dance with me?

Mevithin vilshantarum.

House of love.

Naroth Giedilithas?

Will you speak Giedilith?

Vut mir angor.

Love conquers all..

Zelkrin varanthar.

Let us explore.

Värihaumé.

Black Forest.

Shantarus olom.

City of secrets.

Agvárokathas.

To make love.

Ranakthas zedil.

To become wise.

Amein shal grethir.

I adore you.

Vilshantarum kaezil.

House of warriors.

Iltira naroth envel?

Would you sing for me?

Amein zelkrinathil.

Let me be with you.

Väritin roshviel.

Black sunset.

Zelkrin tharúl.

Let us dream.

Shantarus vaerdel.

City of the lost.

Agvárokar shadil.

Intense passion.

Ranakthas ilithia.

To become free.

Amein zelkrinah ralthas.

I want to be with you forever.

Vilshantara zelshad.

The conqueror’s house.

Iltira zelkin árla?

Will you dream with me?

Shantarus vilamor.

City of the poets.

Zelkrin veratha.

Let us discover.

Agvárodil zelshar.

Passionate heart.

Ranakthas zelanthil.

To become one with nature

Amein shantarus ralthil.

I cherish the city.

Iltira zelkrin shadathas?

Do you desire passion?

Amaranthine zelkrin veratha olathin kiröthas.

Let us embark on an eternal journey under the fiery sky.

Värisol zelkrin verilína ránarithas ärurivil.

In the sunset of love, we shall embrace each other under the black rays.

Shantarus zelkroth shanahrin athilidin zalathin.

In the city of the brave, courage and honor shall prevail forever.

Agvárodil zelsharär vilrothas ilkarathin shrikrin.

In the passionate heart, a flame of desire burns brightly and fiercely.

Ranakthas zelanthilán zelmirithas ilárlar ázirathin

To become one with nature is to feel the wind whispering through the olden trees.

Amein shantarus ralthilínä zarokril shanralin vazentin.

I cherish the city where every corner holds a story waiting to be told.

[blacksunrequiem]

At which point did I become officially engrossed with this fic? THIS VERY CHAPTER. In short, this is the chapter in which Feyd and Eurydice increasingly feel the sexual tension between them, yet their faces are still hazed and hidden within their shared dreams for 10 years; there is sensuality in mystery, as Eurydice reflects. It is also the chapter in which Feyd gets informed about his betrothed Atreides and a wedding in seven days. God, I cannot get enough of lovely Feydice moments. I could only choose a small part of the brilliant writing for Feyd's monologues in this chapter to make this fan edit; you should go and read this chapter in full. It is full of tension and quasi-fluff.

He curses the waking world. The anger simmers beneath his skin, a fiery rage at being denied the touch and taste of the woman who insists on haunting his dreams. Her presence never quiets. He has no reprieve. It is her nightly visitations he craves. Her flesh against his. And yet he does not know who she is, where she comes from. He would ravage the whole of the Imperium, piece by piece, to find her, if only he knew where to start. — Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, Chapter 10, “Echoes in Our Blood” by @vulpine-spectacle on AO3.

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May your blood oath uphold and prevail.

Our lovely Feyd makes a bold statement to the Emperor and the Giedi Prime council as a wife man and the new Baron. He is indeed a different Harkonnen. But Feyd, make no mistake with your vallevari. You may be at risk of losing her closer than ever before.

Dark secrets reside between them, with new truths enveloping them in warmth. He cannot yet tell her of what he knows, at risk of losing her. My uncle would destroy your House and name you prisoner… but I will name you Empress, Feyd-Rautha thinks, and uphold my oath to protect your family. — Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, Chapter 31, “Echoes in Our Blood” by Vulpine_Spectacle on AO3.

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On this day, Jessica has given him a son. A boy who would inherit the dukedom of Caladan, who would carry the name Atreides past Leto’s death. It would not die with him, sinking like a rock into the depths of untreaded waters. It would live on. Here it would stand, here it would remain. It does not slip past Leto’s observations that what Jessica did here today was an act of something. Love, perhaps, or defiance. But he finds his heart swelling regardless, for Jessica had heard his desires for a son, and she had delivered one to him. And a girl, Leto thinks, staring down at the little restless thing in his arms. Gradually, his daughter’s eyes open, and when her eyes find him. His daughter’s eyes are a deep gray, half-visible through her squinted gaze, as if she were assessing him. There is a certain focus to those eyes, almost scrutinizing. It is a temporary thing, for soon the girl’s eyes open fully, and her fussing quiets and her eyes now blaze with curiosity. Those eyes flicker to her father’s face, then to the midwives standing close at hand, across the room, finding Thufir in the corner, and the ceiling…everything, everywhere, all at once, blazes her curiosity. Leto’s smile, he realizes, is so wide his cheeks have begun to ache. “Do they have names, my Duke?” inquires the midwife. It is Jessica who speaks first, with utmost confidence - no moment of hesitation. “Paul,” she says. “Paul Atreides.” Her green eyes, like a forest with no end, turn to the girl in Leto’s arms. “Eurydice.”

EDIT OF THE TWINS OF CALADAN.

Echoes in our Blood by Vulpine_Spectacle

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Welcome to the new reign of Baron Feyd-Rautha of House Harkonnen and Baroness Eurydice of House Atreides on Giedi Prime.

“May the blood of our ancestors flow through you, may the legacy of House Harkonnen guide your path, and may the power of the black sun lend you strength and wisdom. Rise, Feyd-Rautha of House Harkonnen, Baron of Giedi Prime… rise Eurydice of House Atreides, Baroness of Giedi Prime… RISE!”

He reaches to take her hand, then raises it high above his head. It occurs to Eurydice that she is not alone. She has been strategizing everything, mapping every solitary piece of this game ahead of her for seemingly a lifetime. She has played her role, done her part, and has done so alone. But now, she has Feyd-Rautha beside her. He has her. This… this is the dawn of a new age. This is the new future, the beginning, Eurydice thinks. — Eurydice Atreides, Chapter 32, “Echoes in Our Blood” by @vulpine-spectacle on AO3.

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ECHOES IN OUR BLOOD by Vulpine_Spectacle

The Kwisatz Haderach. A super being. A uniter of worlds.

Eurydice raises her eyes. There is opposition within them, raised and challenging. “When I was first born, you stood over my cradle and told my mother she nearly cost the Kwisatz Haderach.” The Reverend Mother turns to look at Isolde, whose brow arches. They exchange a sort of knowing look, then face her again. “I knew you were listening, just as I know you have not spoken of this to your mother, to your brother, nor even your Sisters. You have been wise, in this regard,” the Reverend Mother appraises. “The Kwisatz Haderach is what we have been planning and laying forth our hardened labors into for generations. Your mother nearly cost us everything by birthing a son, until you admonished her from her very womb.” I wanted to live. I wanted to experience a world of air, light, and existence. Perhaps I wanted this, too. I can’t say…but now here it is, before me. “My mother was always meant to have a girl, then. Me,” she says, feeling her chest clench. “And I…” “A boy. The pattern ends with you beside Feyd-Rautha, in a matrimony that will unite your Houses into an era of peace, and restore balance to the Imperium. The Kwisatz Haderach will be yours to bear.” “How much does Feyd-Rautha know of this?” “None of it. There are few who know of the bloodlines we have painstakingly orchestrated, as well as your betrothal to the na-Baron. All those who need to be informed are aware,” the Reverend Mother says. “When the time is right, you shall be presented to the na-Baron as his willing bride.”

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On the day of ascending as the new Baron of Giedi Prime, the greatest gift that Feyd-Rautha has ever received is witnessing the brutal bloodshed by his Baroness in his name. But things take an abrupt turn.

Looking upon Eurydice now, he finds himself taken aback, and awestruck by her. How could a creature of such ruthlessness come from House Atreides? She has always belonged here on Giedi Prime, Feyd-Rautha thinks. She has always belonged to me. Only I can stand in her storm. Only I can see in the eye of her wrath. — Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, Chapter 36, “Echoes in Our Blood” by @vulpine-spectacle on AO3.

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