#eiob chapter 33

[blacksunrequiem]

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

[blacksunrequiem]

Thank god the Giedilith phrasebook comes into rescue. Now we can speak the Harkonnen way ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

It is a blessing to have such a devoted author to this fan fic.

Eurydice tilts her head up, brushing her nose against his in featherlight affection. “Amein vut mir,” Feyd-Rautha murmurs. Eurydice exhales softly, a shiver coursing through her body as she presses her cheek against his own. He holds her closer, his arms a protective shield around her. Once more, the world fades into oblivion. There are only the two of them to be found within this hapless void. “Don’t try to die for me again,” Eurydice says. “What a glorious way to die.” “I forbid it,” Eurydice says, pulling back so their eyes can meet once more. “Promise me you won’t try anything moronic like that again.” “Moronic, velliväri?” “You made an oath to me,” Eurydice says, her hands raising to cup his jaw. “Make me this promise, too, that you will live for me.” Feyd-Rautha threads his fingers through her hair, toying with them. “Always.” — Chapter 33, “Echoes in Our Blood” by @vulpine-spectacle on AO3.