Primly the small nineteen year old twins sat opposite the male prisoner, looking him up and down in unison without a single expression upon their identical faces.
"So, the Queen of Dalmura sends little girls to question me, will there be tea and cookies?" asked the prisoner with a sneer.
"We are..." Nalia began
"I know all about you two," he cut her off, "The twins, Nalia and Daria D'Lis Semelle, cousins to the Queen herself, the royal courts Almeigaus or writers of truth and court historians." "What are you little darlings of the court going to do, politely talk me into some kind of confession?" he snorted with laughter.
Both twins raised their eyebrows simultaneously which the prisoner found decidedly irksome. He'd heard the rumors of how they seemed to react in unison to all things. It was said they had no souls, never seen to display emotions of any kind no matter the situation. When they spoke, if they spoke at all, it was in quiet tones without any inflection. They had