The Imperial throneship.
Enter EMPEROR SHADDAM IV, COURTIERS, REVEREND MOTHER GAIUS HELEN MOHIAM, GUILDSMEN and the PRINCESS IRULAN.
GUILDSMAN 1: We cannot know the outcome of this fight.
GUILDSMAN 2: But this Muad’Dib can neither it predict.
SHADDAM IV: I see that thou hast lost the lens that hides
The nature of thine eye from public view:
An orb of blue so dark thou might have been
A Fremen ancient, eyes as black as space
You fold, with which you see the paths of time.
Art thou and he so blind ye cannot see
The outcome of the combat waged without,
That’s plain to any soldier lately trained?
Reverend Mother, we must forge a plot
To change the future that before us looms.
REV: You may rely upon our sisterhood.
SHAD: Then call me up Count Fenring from his rooms.
And we shall see if we may alter doom.