2012-02-10, 09:52 PM
Re: Heroes of the Fall
Dasque smiled at Shirvan's flattery, the smile did not leave as he spoke of Father, but it became hollow. She unveiled a hidden lever to him as he stood there, and when he hidden door in the wall slid open, he saw an arrangement of her clothes, both formal and practical.
She pulled out a stunning dress, shimmering, with long silk glvoes that matched. "Turn around Shirvan, I feel a spell of modesty come over me."
She dressed if he turned his back, and held her ground otherwise, but either way responded. "Will it ever be over, Shirvan?" The question was pointed, and it was the most she had said against Bas'Auran to any of her siblings at any time.