Transfixed - Destiny Mira- Valeria Atreides -: S...

Destiny's hand moved to her knife. She hadn't willed it. The transfixion was wearing off, replaced by something worse: certainty .

"Then you have already chosen the one percent," she said. "And you are braver than any Atreides who ever lived."

She reached out. Her fingers were cool as river stones against Destiny's cheek. Transfixed - Destiny Mira- Valeria Atreides - S...

It rose from a pool of still, black water at the cavern's heart—a sculpture of fused obsidian and bone, organic and cruel. And on it sat a woman who could not possibly be alive.

It was choice .

She found instead a tomb.

Valeria Atreides.

Then she saw the throne.