Ghanima had a certain amount of prep work that she needed to do for Monday, and for the upcoming break, and since her player was eaten by RL she'd been lazy last week that meant she was in her office today, sorting through piles of very official-looking papers and writing some letters of her own.
This was either the worst
idea in the history of House Atreides, or quite possibly the best. Or maybe both.
Either way, it was bound to be interesting, and Ghanima did so love interesting.
[Looking for a glacial witchling and a magician apprentice, but open door and post are open.]