A silver teapot bought right after World War II and rumored to have once been Queen Victoria's held the freshly brewed English breakfast tea.
The 30 guests enjoyed the beverage in bone China teacups that shimmered by the light of candles from a crystal candelabra that sat on freshly pressed Irish linen.
Very early Friday morning, the group watched as the future King of England took a bride and the English monarchy was saved, or so everyone in the room agreed, for at least a century to come.
Outside, the sun was just coming over the gardenias and plumeria on the rooftop terrace garden at L.V. Harkness & Company on West Short Street in Lexington.
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Guests started arriving at 4 a.m. at the shop where Sue Ann Truitt had festooned the stairs with Union Jacks and laid a walnut table with scones, Scottish preserves, pastries, tarts and shortbreads.
Despite the formality of the occasion, any attire was acceptable — pajamas, robes, exercise clothes or finery. Hats were not optional. Tiaras were provided for special emphasis. So, too, William and Catherine masks for those who had forgotten make-up.
The locals were joined by travel writers and agents who were on an annual jaunt visiting the Lexington Convention and Visitor's Bureau. Therefore, there was no lack for British sentiment in the room. Women wept during the ceremony; men remarked on the fine stable in the Queen's garage.
There was also no lack for response. "Ooohs" for Catherine's dress. "Wow"s, in fact. "Adorable"s when the small bridesmaids showed.
And a lovely silence, followed by later remarks that the highlight of the day was, "when William looked at Kate and said, 'You look beautiful,'" said Carolyn Threlkeld.
Or, "how he actually looked at her at the altar. It's the look every girl wants a man to have for her on that day. He stole the show for every woman today with that look," said Andrea McVeigh, a writer visiting from Belfast.
After the vows were exchanged, there was the ceremonial singing of God Save the Queen. The British citizens in the room did what British citizens are supposed to do: They stood.
The rest of the room, who felt it was their day too in some way, did the same.