Pita sketches a swift and courtly bow to the delightful young maid before him. She was pretty in her lovely ball gown, yet seemed fresh and unspoiled by the events at this ball, or by life itself. Yet she seemed strangely familar.
"I thank you, my lady. Have you a cheerful request, my lady sweet?"
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