“My plan to destroy the Atreides involves playing upon the Duke’s innate fear and suspicion towards women,” said the Baron. “His bound concubine—”
“Wait, for real?” asked Feyd. “He hates women?”
“Everyone hates women,” the Baron spat. “As I was saying, his bound concubine—”
“I don’t hate women,” said Feyd.
“Yes you do,” said the Baron. “Everyone does. His bound—”
“Even Piter likes women,” Feyd insisted. “Which was a little surprising, given the coding, but I guess it is era-typical homophobia to establish gay-coded characters as being sexually menacing to the female protag—”
The Baron heaved a sigh, shaking his head clucking his tongue. “Feyd, Feyd. We all hate women. Just because you have sex with women does not mean you actually like them. Even I have had sex with women! It means nothing, and it won’t be plot relevant. Really Feyd, it’s like you haven’t read any feminist theory.”
“Hang on,” interrupted Rabban. “When did you—”
“I said, it’s not plot-relevant. Don’t be stupid!”
“I could never hate or distrust your mother,” said Leto. “Even though she looks like if the Baron were a hot girl for some reason. But I’m going to pretend like I hate her. This will help us out in the long run for sure.”
“This seems like a bad idea,” said Paul uncertainty. “Shouldn’t you just tell her you’re pretending to have fallen for a plot to discredit her and are trying to suss out the real traitor? She’s a Bene Gesserit, after all.”
“Paul, Paul,” clucked Leto. “How little you know about being benevolently patronizing towards women. No; I am sure it is one of our other trusted friends who has proven their unflinching loyalty to us time and time again.”
“What about the doctor?” asked Paul.
“Hmm? Yueh? Oh, no, don’t be silly, Paul. Everyone says the Suk conditioning against doing harm can’t be broken.”
“Has anyone… tested that?”
“What, like by holding their wives hostage and blackmailing them? No, of course not. Who would do such a thing? Anyway I’m sure it’s fine. He’s real sad and cagey about his backstory, which could mean nothing.”
Paul and Jessica cowered in the desert, shattered by Yueh’s betrayal and the death of Leto.
“Hey, Mom?” Paul’s voice was full of sudden venom. “You know how you look just like if the Baron were a hot girl?”
“I’m sure that’s not plot-relevant,” Jessica replied quickly, frightened by the uncanny look of knowing that had newly entered her son’s eyes.