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Etiquette lessons were integral in the teachings of a young noblewoman. Sit up straight, speak with refined respect, dance with the grace of a swan, introduce yourself with the pride of someone befitting your standing. These lessons had been drilled into every young lady from the day we began to understand speech. Our mothers and nannies would hammer these lessons into our heads, knowing the repercussions that came should we fail to act accordingly. In this male-centric country, the lessons of women were harshly skewed towards holding our tongues and pleasing our husbands. We attended tea parties and organized social events; anything to better our husband's image in the eyes of commoners and nobles alike. And the ladies quite enjoyed the lack of responsibility that came with most of our du