Princess Irulan stands in a gleaming palace balcony overlooking a desert city. Her golden gown flows around her, and her elegant features are framed by an elaborate headpiece. She holds a data tablet inscribed with imperial glyphs, her expression cold and calculating. In the background, the towering spires of Arrakeen shimmer under the harsh sun, with spice harvesters visible far beyond the city's borders. Her posture reflects her status, bound by duty and ambition.
