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Cole tugs at the sleeves under his jacket, straightening them. Then takes the few steps down the stairs and into the bar. He pulls a barstool and sits at the bar. His usual appears before he speaks.

"You read my mind." He smiles and rubs the bar.

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It comes and goes. I know the things that I know because of who I am...

*She trails off, gazing over his shoulder*

"And who would that be, Alia?"

Myself. I am Alia. The Witch Queen. The Saint. Pre-born and never a child, knowing all and knowing nothing.

Cole stares for a second. "Witch and Saint? Interesting combination."

I am as the people would have me. I was born Atreides and Bene Gesserit.

He takes another drink. "And what would that entail?"

My father was Duke Leto Atreides. The Emperor gave him Arrakis. My mother was Jessica, trained by the Bene Gesserit to produce the heir the Bene Gesserit wanted from him.

Instead she had my brother, Paul, and then me. Paul would be the next Atreides Duke.

And I was born a Bene Gesserit Reverend Mother.

"So... these are family names?"

House Atreides is one of the oldest families in the galaxy.

The Bene Gesserit are a religious order.

"So then, you would be the head of this religious order now?"

There are many Bene Gesserit Reverend Mothers. The head of the order is Mother Mohim.

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