DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS NOR THE SONG CANTERELLA WHICH I GOT MY IDEA FOR THIS FROM I WILL REFER TO THE SONG LATER IN THIS STORY

This is basically a LietBel or Lithuania x Belarus pairing I might hint at other side pairing but LietBel Is my main focus, Thank you. Also note for the time period it was frowned upon if personal servants were the same gender of their master or mistress. =^_^=

Chapter 1:

"Good morning Mistress Natalia, time to wake up. Young master Ivan wanted me to wake you early for the ball. " With a yawn I sit up and nod to the maid letting her know I heard her, and she left. my personal servant Raivis walks into the room with a tray of breakfast foods. "H-here Mistress Natalia I have brought you breakfast. S-should I begin to heat the bath while you eat?" the servant trembled at in fear of his mistress. "No, not yet if you do so while I am eating then the water just will get cold again." I begin to wonder how someone could be so stupid before I remember that my big brother used to punish Raivis with blows to the head when he misbehaved. "O-of course M-mistress Natalia, please forgive my ignorance." I begin to eat, faster than normal wanting to get the business of being groomed for the ball out of the way.

After I had finished my breakfast and my bath I put on the ball gown that my big sister Yekaterina had a tailor make for me. I have no care for these things so I let her choose the dress for me, a dress with intervals of dark and light shades of blue forming swirling patterns. Just after I finished dressing Yekaterina burst into the room. "Oh dear sister you look so beautiful, you will be having all the men turning their heads! My little Natalia is growing up!" I am said to be the prettier one but my big sister is not ugly, she has short hair and that is considered "undesirable" quite frankly, I think she would have better luck with men then me, because she is warmer to people. "Katyusha you will dance with many men tonight because I am for certain you have many admirers." This made my sister smile; while I am glad I have managed to cheer her up I wonder how someone could be overly happy to be viewed as a piece of meat. "Oh we will have so much fun," she exclaimed before adding, "I was going to put your hair into an up-do but you look so much prettier with it down…" A few minutes of silence passed as both Katyusha and myself trailed off in thought. "Hm…I know!" She called in Eduard, her personal servant. "Eduard, fetch me my hair ornament box." "Y-yes Mistress Katyusha." Within a few moments he came back with the box. "Here it is Mistress." "You may go for now I wish to have some alone time with my sister." Eduard gave a simple nod and left. "Where is it," my sister asked while going through her box. "Here it is," she smiled triumphantly and pulled out a blue ribbon the color of my eyes.

Walking in the corridor to our large ballroom, I spot a tall figure wearing all black and a scarf with frayed ends. My brother. "Ivan!" after calling out his name I launched myself into his arms. "Privyet sister," Ivan said with a faint smile. "You look beautiful." "T-thank you Vanya," my cheeks turn red because in all honesty I am in love with my brother. "I told you not to call me that Natalia," he says with a sigh. "Anyway the ball is in an hour, are you excited?" "Dy, I cannot wait Ivan," that is lie I do not wish to go at all but I love to please my brother. "I am glad sister. Is that Katyusha's ribbon?" At this moment my sister decided to join the conversation. "Yes it is but she needed something in her hair and it matches her dress and eyes." "Da, I suppose it does." "She looks so cute does she not Ivan?" "Can we stop talking about me," I say pouting a bit with my face burning in embarrassment. The two of my siblings look at each other and laugh. "Aw fine, we have to go the guests will be here soon," said Yekaterina.

Sometime later I wait in the ballroom, our guests have begun to arrive, and I notice many of them from past events. "I present Grand Duke and Duchess Roderich and Elizaveta Edelstein." The duke is a man of culture he is a skilled pianist and his home is full of art from what I hear from Elizaveta. We are not exactly friends but we have a few common traits, like we get bored being "ladies" and find it strange how other women take to it easily. "I present Count Feliks Łukasiewicz" Soon the blonde man that is our cousin walks in, thankfully he is not in a pink dress like last time, he is wearing a military uniform and the only thing pink on him is a rose corsage. "Like Natty, I look fabulous, tak?" "Uh…..Dy, you look amazing cousin…" Feliks swooped me into a hug, but then released as I growled. "Temper, temper Natty dear." "Whatever," I then roll my eyes. "If Katyusha or Vanya need me, tell them I went to the winter gardens." "Without a chaperone? That's improper... then again, when do I care? Just like be careful tak?" Giving my cousin a nod I exit the ballroom because the music had not started yet and even though it is winter the room grew hot. Finally outside I stand in my garden and wonder if tonight is the night I will get married off like Elizaveta.