Though she was sure that somewhere in the massive poetry section of Wan Shi Tong's library, there had been a recitation of a lady so unmercifully teased and lead on by her lover that the heat inside her furs could make her ice sculptures melt, that library was now lost to the world, and Kaguya might end up eventually recreating those poems herself.

"I would love some tea," she replied, smiling brightly.