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.”
