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The maiden's most cherished teaware.
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It was once filled with elegant black tea.
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Indulging herself in pastries and tea,
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She cared not one bit about the mundane world. This was her privilege as a maiden.
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"This flower shall be my medal. That is all I need."
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The knight said to her on the day they met.
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"But, my heart is already—"
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Not finishing her confession was her privilege,
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but also the chains of courtliness the maiden had to bear.
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