Chapter 38 Chapter Thirty-eight

Words and actions, both must go hand in hand, Jessica reminded herself.She focused, preparing her mind for the upcoming confrontation. It was just after breakfast, and from her window the golden sun on Salusa Secundus had just climbed over the garden wall.She had chosen her attire with care: a black Madonna robe with a hood, the gold Atreides eagle crest forming a lace fringe at the hem and at the two cuffs.Jessica stood with her back to the window, carefully adjusted the folds of the robe, and placed her left arm across her abdomen, highlighting the eagle crown pattern on the cuff. Farrakon noticed the Atreides sign, and made a comment about it as he entered the house, showing no sign of anger or surprise.She found that there was a hint of playfulness in his words, and she couldn't help but feel a little strange.He wore a gray bodysuit, which she suggested.Following her instructions, he sat down on the low green sofa and easily put his right arm on the backrest.

Why would I trust her?She was, he asked himself, a Bee Geist witch after all! Jessica observed his relaxed body and the expression on his face, smiled and said, "You trust me because you know we made a good deal and you want to learn what I can teach you .” She saw him frowned unhappily, waved his left hand, and explained: "No, I can't read minds. I only observe the face, body, attitude, tone, and arm posture—learned than... Gist's method, anyone can do it." "Will you teach me?" "I'm sure you've read the reports about us," she said. "Is there a time when we didn't keep our promises?"

"No, but..." "We've survived in part because people have total confidence in our commitment. That hasn't changed so far." "That sounds like a lot of sense," he said. "I can't wait." "I find it odd that you never applied to the Bee Geist Sorority for a teacher," she said. "Whenever you applied, they jumped at the chance to make you owe them a favor." "I mentioned it to my mother, but she never listened to me," he said, "but now..." He shrugged, implying that Vincia's exile had been carried out, "shall we begin?"

"It's even better if you start a few years earlier," Jessica said. "At your age, it's a bit difficult to learn. You have to be patient at first, very patient. I hope you don't feel It’s not worth the price to pay.” "As long as you get the benefits you promised, no." There was sincerity, anticipation, and awe in his words, and she could hear it.He is ready. She said: "The Art of Patience - starting with the basics of the legs, arms and breathing. We'll come to hand shape and fingers later. Are you ready?" She sat down on a stool facing him.

Farakon nodded, keeping an expectant look on his face to conceal the sudden fear in his heart.Taikanik had warned him that Lady Jessica's promise must have been scheming with the Sisterhood for a long time. "She abandoned them again, or they abandoned her, you can't believe it." Falcon flew into a rage, ending their argument.But as soon as he got angry, he immediately regretted it.With this change of mood, he now felt that there was some truth to what Tecanek said.Farrakon glanced inside the room.In the corner of the room, the jewels on the ornaments glowed softly.But it's not necessarily gemstones that shine, there are also carefully camouflaged monitors.Everything that happens in the house will be recorded, and then, every subtle expression, every word, every action will be analyzed by talented and intelligent people.

Jessica smiled at his gaze, but didn't show that she knew what was going on in his mind.She said: "To learn Bee Geist's patience, you must first realize that the nature of our universe is impermanent. We call nature the ultimate state of uncertainty, including all content and all behaviors of nature. For To open your eyes to the way nature changes, you have to straighten your arms, at chest level. Look at your hands, first the palms, then the back. Then watch the fingers, the front and the back. Start doing .” Farrakon did, but felt foolish.These were both his own hands, and he knew them well.

"Imagine your hands getting old," Jessica said. "They have to be very, very old before your eyes. Notice how dry the skin is..." "My hands don't change," he said.The muscles in his upper arm had begun to tremble a little. "Keep staring at your hands. Age them as old as you want. When you see them age, reverse the process and make your hands young again. Try to be as casual as possible. Turn them into the hands of a baby or an old man, back and forth." "They won't change!" he protested.His shoulder started to hurt. "Concentrate and your hands will change," she said. "Concentrate and visualize the passage of time: from baby to old man and from old man to baby. You may spend hours, days, months .but you can. The point of reversing the flow of change is to show you that everything is a system that keeps spinning and remains relatively stable...just relatively stable."

"I thought what I had to learn was patience." She could hear the anger in his words, as well as a hint of frustration. "Relatively stable," she said, "with that belief, you can use your imagination and actually see the changes happening. Right now, you only know a very limited number of ways to look at the universe. And Now, you must treat the universe as your own creation. Then you can take any relative stability and make it your own." "How long did you say this stage would take?" "Be patient," she reminded him. There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.He turned his eyes to her.

"Look at your hands," she shouted. The wry smile disappeared.His gaze refocused on the outstretched hands. "What if my arm gets tired?" he asked. "Don't talk, focus," she said. "If you feel tired, stop and rest for a few minutes, then start the practice again. You have to keep going until you succeed. This stage is much more important than you think. Learn this lesson, or the other lessons cannot begin." Farrakon took a deep breath, bit his lip, and stared at his hands.He slowly turned them over: front, back, front, back... nothing changed.

Jessica stood up and walked to the only door. He asked without taking his attention away from his hands: "Where are you going?" "Practice works better if you're alone. I'll be back in about an hour. Be patient." "I know!" She watched him for a while.He looked so focused.She couldn't help feeling a pain in her heart - he reminded her of her lost son. She sighed and said, "When I get back, I'll teach you some muscle relaxation exercises. Be patient. You'll be amazed at the changes in your body and your senses." She leaves the room.

She stepped into the corridor, and the guards appeared immediately, three steps behind her.The awe and fear in their hearts are written on their faces.They were Saduka, and had heard of her power many times.She was one of the main characters in the story of their defeat by the Fremen on Arrakis.The witch was the Freemen Madonna, and another Bee Gist, an Atreides. Jessica glanced behind her and saw their stern faces, lined up like milestones designed just for her.She went to the landing, went downstairs, and went down another passage into the garden under her window. Now just hope Duncan and Gurney can do their part of the job, she thought as she felt the gravel beneath her feet, and the sun shone through the green foliage into the garden.