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He could not blink.

"And that's all?"

"I have no inner eye, no inner voices," she said. "But I have seen my Lord Leto, whose soul I love, and I know the only thing that you truly understand."

"I suggested to Malky that there might be some things men should not invent."

"You live where the fear of being and the love of being are combined, all in one person," she said.

"He called you a fool?" There was shock in Hwi's voice.

"Love, that is what you understand," she said. "Love, and that is all of it."

"I would rather not talk about Malky."

"You live where the fear of being and the love of being are combined, all in one person," she said.

Leto looked away from her and focused on Moneo's back, the motions of the majordomo, the tucked-in pretenses of secrecy so apparent there. The procession had come off the first gentle incline. It turned now to begin the climb onto Ringwall West. Moneo moved as he had always moved, one foot ahead of another, aware of the ground where he would place each step, but there was something new in the majordomo. Leto could feel the man drawing away, no longer content to march beside his Lord's cowled face, no longer trying to match himself to his master's destiny. Off to the east, the Sareer waited. Off to the west, there was the river, the plantations. Moneo looked neither left nor right. He had seen another destination.

"And that's all?"

He broke from her gaze, fearful of what she might say. The trembling of his hands could be felt all through his front segment.

"Then what could you do?"

"Yes. I am beginning to understand something of you," she said. "I can sense some of your fears. And I think I already know where it is that you live."

"Then you fear the lxians?"

"Run faster. History is a constant race between invention and catastrophe. Education helps but it's never enough. You also must run."

"He called you a fool?" There was shock in Hwi's voice.

"What have you seen?" he whispered.

"Please, Love. I feel that it's important for me to know."

"He called you a fool?" There was shock in Hwi's voice.

"Then you fear the lxians?"

Leto looked away from her and focused on Moneo's back, the motions of the majordomo, the tucked-in pretenses of secrecy so apparent there. The procession had come off the first gentle incline. It turned now to begin the climb onto Ringwall West. Moneo moved as he had always moved, one foot ahead of another, aware of the ground where he would place each step, but there was something new in the majordomo. Leto could feel the man drawing away, no longer content to march beside his Lord's cowled face, no longer trying to match himself to his master's destiny. Off to the east, the Sareer waited. Off to the west, there was the river, the plantations. Moneo looked neither left nor right. He had seen another destination.

"You are sharing your soul with me, Love. Do you know that?"

"You already know the answer."

"Please, Love. I feel that it's important for me to know."

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