[continuations with tiny!Charles]

[mind_over_metal]

[so short and tiny and cute etc.]

Comments

[goddamnemperor]

All that spice that they drugged me with, helped me forge a link with the sandworm.

[mind_over_metal]

So that was the important fate that you found there.

[goddamnemperor]

If I had not come, things might have gone terribly wrong.

At any rate, I left and went to find my father.

[mind_over_metal]

He'd gone into the desert, right?

[goddamnemperor]

We had assumed he perished. The desert is not kind, not even to the Fremen. But he survived. And became known as the Preacher.

[mind_over_metal]

Did you know that it was him?

[goddamnemperor]

I was never sure, until we met for the last time.

[mind_over_metal]

So... you were searching for him to...?

[goddamnemperor]

To talk to him. I needed his help to defeat my aunt.

[mind_over_metal]

And you found him.

[goddamnemperor]

I found him.

It was... a bittersweet moment.

[mind_over_metal]

*a mostly unconscious attempt to be open to feeling Leto's grief, to take whatever might be coming from him*

[goddamnemperor]

No, wali. The only grief you should ever feel is your own. Shouldering others will make it difficult for you.

[mind_over_metal]

But...

[goddamnemperor]

My feelings are very powerful, magnified by my state. I would not let you hurt yourself through me.

[mind_over_metal]

Were you able to get the help that you needed?

[goddamnemperor]

... No.

[mind_over_metal]

What did you do then?

[goddamnemperor]

I had more important things to do. When we reconciled, I took him back to the capital.

[mind_over_metal]

Was he... all right...?

[goddamnemperor]

He died.