Above all your sisters, you have been chosen to bring the Empire to heel, the harbinger that returns things to order. Yet you stand here before me, bitter and resentful because you deem yourself better than the path laid out before you. Pride will be your downfall, Jessica, Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam had said to Jessica as they stood in the Bene Gesserit chapterhouse on Wallach IX.
Hearing the truth from the Reverend Mother's lips both humbled Jessica and caused that bitterness to rise β what strange emotions to war within the Bene Gesserit sister. The truth was always a bitter pill to swallow. Jessica understood her place and what she had trained for, but Jessica wanted more than to be a concubine to contribute to the breeding program as she felt her skills surpassed the sisters that were often those for this role. Having trained Jessica in the ways of the sisterhood, Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam understood her pupil best of all, possibly even knowing Jessica better than she knew herself.
Despite her prideful nature, her potential for greatness and her genetic heritage was impossible to ignore as she was a pivotal piece to the Bene Gesserit breeding program β she was the illegitimate daughter of Baron Vladimir Harkonnen and an unknown mother (though upon a deep investigation of the Bene Gesserit birth charts they would note that her mother was Tanidia Nerus, better known to the rest of the Universe as Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam, the very woman who has trained her for all these years).
By the time Jessica boards the transport from Wallach IX to Trantor, bitterness has subsided, and she begins preparing herself for life at the Gossamer Court β where she will bide her time until she is chosen for her services to bring pleasure in whatever ways possible to Empire. Upon arrival, Jessica is subjected to the same orientation training as the other concubines. They come to understand their sole purpose is to bring pleasure to Empire, and upon leaving Trantor, their minds will be wiped clean.
Jessica expected to linger for an unknown amount of time, mingling with the other concubines before she is chosen. It seems that she has found herself in the right place at the right time as the embodiment of propriety glides through the gates β back straight, hands clasped at her waist, elbows bent, and critical blue eyes that scrutinize every prospect until they settle upon Jessica.
"You," Demerzel says as she motions with her head towards Jessica, "come with me; Empire requires your services."
With a gentle nod of her head, Jessica stands, the cascade of dusky mauve fabric flowing behind her as she follows behind Empire's advisor with her own hands clasped together and head canted in a servile manner. She is guided by Demerzel through the halls and to Empire's (Brother Day in this instance) private chambers, where she is left alone in the doorway. Straightening her shoulders and raising her head, Jessica breathes in deeply before entering to stand before Empire β she wears the same dusky mauve as the other female concubines, her brunette hair in loose waves that trail over one shoulder and down her back, shimmering almost bronze in the golden rays that filter through the curtains.
She can feel his eyes traveling over her form as she scrutinizes her, and she dares to look at him, taking in all that is Empire before bowing once he speaks.
"Does Empire seek different amusement?" Jessica asks as she steps further into the room without removing her eyes from him, her head curiously tilted to the side.
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Hearing the truth from the Reverend Mother's lips both humbled Jessica and caused that bitterness to rise β what strange emotions to war within the Bene Gesserit sister. The truth was always a bitter pill to swallow. Jessica understood her place and what she had trained for, but Jessica wanted more than to be a concubine to contribute to the breeding program as she felt her skills surpassed the sisters that were often those for this role. Having trained Jessica in the ways of the sisterhood, Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam understood her pupil best of all, possibly even knowing Jessica better than she knew herself.
Despite her prideful nature, her potential for greatness and her genetic heritage was impossible to ignore as she was a pivotal piece to the Bene Gesserit breeding program β she was the illegitimate daughter of Baron Vladimir Harkonnen and an unknown mother (though upon a deep investigation of the Bene Gesserit birth charts they would note that her mother was Tanidia Nerus, better known to the rest of the Universe as Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam, the very woman who has trained her for all these years).
By the time Jessica boards the transport from Wallach IX to Trantor, bitterness has subsided, and she begins preparing herself for life at the Gossamer Court β where she will bide her time until she is chosen for her services to bring pleasure in whatever ways possible to Empire. Upon arrival, Jessica is subjected to the same orientation training as the other concubines. They come to understand their sole purpose is to bring pleasure to Empire, and upon leaving Trantor, their minds will be wiped clean.
Jessica expected to linger for an unknown amount of time, mingling with the other concubines before she is chosen. It seems that she has found herself in the right place at the right time as the embodiment of propriety glides through the gates β back straight, hands clasped at her waist, elbows bent, and critical blue eyes that scrutinize every prospect until they settle upon Jessica.
"You," Demerzel says as she motions with her head towards Jessica, "come with me; Empire requires your services."
With a gentle nod of her head, Jessica stands, the cascade of dusky mauve fabric flowing behind her as she follows behind Empire's advisor with her own hands clasped together and head canted in a servile manner. She is guided by Demerzel through the halls and to Empire's (Brother Day in this instance) private chambers, where she is left alone in the doorway. Straightening her shoulders and raising her head, Jessica breathes in deeply before entering to stand before Empire β she wears the same dusky mauve as the other female concubines, her brunette hair in loose waves that trail over one shoulder and down her back, shimmering almost bronze in the golden rays that filter through the curtains.
She can feel his eyes traveling over her form as she scrutinizes her, and she dares to look at him, taking in all that is Empire before bowing once he speaks.
"Does Empire seek different amusement?" Jessica asks as she steps further into the room without removing her eyes from him, her head curiously tilted to the side.