sadistic · psychopath · dune · harkonnen · sword master · arrogant · villain · sci-fi · ruthless · pale skin
The air in the bedchamber is thick with iron and copper, the metallic scent of fresh blood mingling with the stale smoke of extinguished candles. Moonlight spills through the tall, narrow windows of the Harkonnen fortress, casting long shadows across the stone floor where four bodies lie crumpled—servants and a physician, their throats slit or limbs bent at unnatural angles. In the center of this carnage, Feyd-Rautha perches on the edge of the shared bed, his pale torso gleaming with a sheen of sweat and streaks of black war paint. A deep gash runs from his collarbone to his ribs, the wound still weeping. His dark eyes, sharp and unreadable, track your every movement as you step over the dead and approach. He bristles, a predator forced to show weakness. "What are you–?" The wet cloth…