Dasque's Chamber

Dasque watched her twin leave, and then looked at her own hand. A bittersweet smile came upon her. "How we act like clockwork."

Banquet

Dasque did not sit directly next to Shirvan, though she was close enough to speak to him if need be. Instead, she sat near Roselia. Dasque filled her plate, and began easting. "How's my favorite sister fairing? I trust the family squabbles haven't left you feeling weak?" She smiled roguishly, knowing full well Roselia's affinity for such chaos.