"And how does that work. Enlighten me." Mangolia asked dryly as plopped beside the twin, wrapping a bandage around Karr's abdomen.

Krolla’s cracked chuckle rolled through the group. Wincing a bit as he wrapped his arm around his injured ribs. “She will. She’s terrifying.”

Mangolia tore a pie in half and handed it to him. “Eat.”

They devoured everything in minutes, choking and laughing between bites and cranky Fremelin jokes. It was the sound of children grateful to survive ...