THE SMUGGLER'Sspice factory with its parent carrier and ring of drone ornithopters came over a lifting of dunes like a swarm of insects following its queen.
Gurney glanced at him, looked back to the patches of smoke and debris out on the desert where carryall and ornithopters had been brought down by Fremen rockets.
" My Lord, Duke." As he had approached the solitary figure standing near the ornithopter, Leto had studied him: tall, thin, dressed for the desert in loose robe, stillsuit, and low boots.