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Yue jerked up as her door was barged opened by her mother and father. She sat up and covered herself as her father walked beside her bed.

"Sorry to disturbed you early in the morning, Yue." Her father gave his sincere apology though; Yue can see the excitement on his eyes. Her mother gave her her robe as she ordered some of the servants to pack her stuff. She turned to her father with a lot of question in her mind.

"Surprised!" her father blurted out that, that wasn't what she expected.

"You are going to marring in London."

"Huh?" Her father walked his wife as she tried to supervise what stuff to bring.

"I heard from Nicholas that a Russian wedding needs a city tour, since we can't have that herein Lincolnshire, I say that we go to London." Yue gulped at this.

"We recently found out a Russian Orthodox Church in London but of course your marrying in the Church of England. So we made an agreement."

"With whom?" Henry raised his infamous brows.

"To Nicholas of course. I say, if my daughter is going to have a Russian wedding, then by gud I want her in our church. Which is Southwark Cathedral in London of course." After a dramatic speech, he ruined it with his smile that Yue wouldn't tell him.

"So off you go. We need to be going if we want daylight to guide our way." Yue turned to the window to see that the sun wasn't even in the horizon yet and she turned too looked at her father. He gave a half chuckled.

"Or course we will never predict our dear England's mood to turned on us." He turned to leave the room.

"Now time to wake up the Russian family." He announced to practically himself. That Yue had to laughed at him.

"He can sometimes be like a child." Yue turned to saw her mother said with a sighed but had a smile on her face.

"Now, let's get you ready for the ride." When Yue was combing her hair did she remember her wedding gown.

"Mama, what about the gowns? And flowers? We already ordered." YueMei looked at her daughter from where she was sited on the sofa and said with a soft voice.

"All ready taken care of, dear. Your father had sent a message to deliver it to London, they have a branch there." Yue nodded and turned back to her work to pin her hair to a bun. Then another taught came to mind.

"What about the Jones?" YueMei got up and helped her daughter as she was certain her hair wouldn't be finished with her constant questioning.

"They were also sent a notice to come and visit us at London in two days, for them to prepare." That was the last question before Yue had to look for her father to give her a piece of her mind. Which, of course, never happened.

"I guessed our meeting will have to move to another day." Yue said to Yekaterina as they waited for the coachman to pull out front. Her blond companion yawned before answering her with a tired voice.

"Of course." Another yawned and she fallen back into the sofa. Yue looked around the salon and was greeted with sleepy or sleeping Russians. Well, the ladies at that. The males must be reading the horse, Yue thought.

"Bloody hell. Why did father have to suddenly make a trip out of the bloom?" Arthur grumpily ranted his anger as he sited across from Yue.

He turned his green eyes to Yue and nodded a greeting before looking somewhere else other than her. Yue was evidently sluggish but the shocked earlier hadn't died down yet and she was amused how the servants work so fast to packed not only hers but the rest of the households as well.

An hour later, Henry and YueMei announced that they were ready to go. Yue waked everybody up gently but all of them were grumpy and grouchy to even say hi to her. Though she understands, with the celebration last night, all most all of them retired to bed late and only her mother and father had seemed unaffected.

As three carriages had pulled up in front, Yue notice that their horses were as the rig. I guessed we lack horses, Yue thought as she went inside with all the ladies. The gentlemen will have their own and the third would be their luggage.

Yue looked out the window as they drove away. The sun had finally raised and if she opened the window, she would hear the birds chirping and the smell of wet grass as yesterday's rain. She turned to her companion. Both the Russian were asleep and her mother, who was sited beside her, was caring a sleeping Hong.

It wouldn't hurt them so she opened a little of the window seal and took a deep breath at the morning freshness in the country. It would be last in two weeks to breathe such clean air. She had been to London once before and she hadn't particularly enjoyed as the busy streets and the smell of factory and cramped houses wasn't to her liking. Though, the Kirkland residence was a little far from the busy streets of City of London but not too far to not hear the noise and the smell.

Yue woken up when her mother shook her, she hadn't remembered when she had fallen asleep.

"Yue, wake up. We are here." Yue rubbed her eyes as she scanned her window. Sure enough they were here. In Southwark, London and before her was the Kirkland residence stood tall and proud. Yue yawned as she and the other ladies went down the carriage and the two Russians were charmed how half of the five story house was covered in veins and blooming flowers from bushes surrounding the base of the house and a cosy smoke coming from the chimney at the top of the house.

Houses around the neighbourhood were almost the same with just different story levels and the plants decorated the house.

The floor was pavement and the streets were filled with people, with the latest fashion or with their dogs with their maids' right behind them. Yue turned too looked at the sky and sure enough she had to pull her head a little higher to see anything. The sun was high above indicating it was almost luncheon and they missed breakfast because her father was paranoid of the weather. And the clear blue sky was mocking Yue that it was a wonderful day to walk back in the country.

The front black front door opened and an elderly butler greeted them. Yue met him more than once as he sometimes went to Lincolnshire estate. He was actually nice and had a sense of humour for his advanced age. He had once told Yue that Arthur had a dunked fist in London that he removed all his clothes put an apron on for his pants. Obviously Arthur was in a panicked shocked and embarrassed but Yue had laughed so hard that day that she had a stomach ache that night.

"Welcome back milady Kirkland and Lady Yue." He bowed and pulled his arm out to let them in. the household was there to greet them.

"Milady." They all say as the two Russian gaped her mouths opened. YueMei chuckled.

"Don't worry, you will get used to it. I was once like that." She turned to the butler.

"My husband as informed of our guest arrival?" He smiled his wrinkled face and nodded as he said.

"Yes, milady. Lady Yekaterina and Miss Natalia will be sharing a room on the second floor as." YueMei nodded and turned to the Russian

"Sorry for the inconvenient ladies. This house wasn't build for entertaining." They both nodded their understanding as they were escorted to their rooms.

Then did Yue notice that there were only two carriages on the front street. She turned to her mother, who had ordered a servant to make their lunch ready.

"Mama, why isn't the males here yet?" YueMei had a little blushed on her cheecks when Yekaterina stop short on her flight up the stairs. She turned around to look at Yue with a worried look.

"What is the matter?"

"Your being held for ransom." The Russian lady with an enormous chest said as she covered her mouth with her hand. Yue was puzzled.

"Ransom? For what?"

"Yue!" Ivan bellowed as he was searching for his fiancé all around the huge estate. He woke up this morning with a gaunt feeling that something was amiss. He quietly got up as the sun raised high in the sky as he search around the estate for Yue.

"Yue!" he tried again. This time as he opened the library. He saw Arthur sited on the coach reading. He looked up from his book as Ivan opened the door.

"You had me waiting for so long, Russian." Ivan's mind was working overtime, as pieces was coming together.

"Where is she?" Arthur shrugged at as he got up from his couch and looked to his left. Ivan followed his view as he saw his father and Henry looking at him. Yue was kidnapped, Ivan though.

"Now, in Russian tradition, you must pay a hefty prize for my daughter." Henry said in glee. He was actually enjoying this new tradition he learned from Nicholas two nights ago and made sure that everything was in order. Ivan frowned. He hated this short of things, though he enjoyed toying with his sister's late husband before, now it wasn't that fun when you're the one who was worried.

"How much do you want?" Henry laughed and Nicholas sighed.

"He does not want money, boy." Nicholas said as he towered Ivan a Swiss sword. He caught it nicely.

"I heard your good with a sword, Ivan." Ivan nodded and he turned behind him to see Arthur looking one as well.

"Let's see how you defend my daughter with the best swords man in Europe."

And that was it. The start of a duel, in the library. They would had found a better place to fight than in a crump library. But ivan was impatience. As their swords met each other, the metals echoing to the now silent room, Ivan twisted his hand as he tried to regain his balanced.

Arthur, he notice, was good with his, like the sword was an extended arm of his and he dance with Ivan gracefully. Another swish of the sword and it almost hit Arthur, but he missed, which is a bad thing because he gave Arthur an opening.

Ivan winced in pain as blood dripping from his left upper arm, to the marbled floor. Henry gasped but was held back by Nicholas, as he watched his son, holding his arm as to stop the blood and gusted for breaths. Arthur smiled.

"I'm glad I agree to this." His green eyes looking straight at Ivan with a death glare.

"I can have a chance to hurt you without any guilt." And Ivan charged again. Another hit to the sword and they dance around the library again. With their swords doing the talking.

As Ivan grow impatience with the duel, he pushed Arthur to a wall but had tripped him instead to the floor with a thud. He quickly took this to his advantage and held his sword right besides his throat.

"So do I." Ivan smirked back at Arthur. he was pulled by his father a few minutes later. Henry clapped his hands in applaud.

"That was good Ivan. And I say, you survived Arthur's wrath on you." Ivan bowed and Arthur tsked as he grabbed the two swords.

"Your lucky that I love Yue to much for her to worry about your sorry arse." Arthur whispered to him as he exited the room, with his proud bulk.

Henry smacked Ivan's back, hard, as he was satisfied with the results of the battle and ignore his pained arm as he talked to Nicholas.

"Where's Yue?" Ivan asked the two gentleman. they both smiled.

"We are going for a trip, boy." Nicholas said as he was dragged to the front door.

"Trip?" Ivan asked innocently.

"Yes, you won the battle. Now it's time for you to get your princess." Ivan smiled.

He lost his smiled, when he learns he had to sit with Arthur on the carriage ride to London. Arthur practically ignored him the whole trip which was to his delight. Their father had taken the reign on the carriage as he can't ride with his injured arm. He did protest which earned him a glare from his father.

So the ride was a torture to him.

"You see Yue," Yekaterina and the tow Chinese women were sited at the dinning hall.

"Before the wedding, the groom must pay a ransom to be able to get his bride and that money would be either being to your parents account or your dowry." Yue nodded as information came to her.

"Father said about a city tour." The Russian nodded.

"Yes, after the wedding ceremony, there would be a city tour for the bride and groom then a reception that lasted for three days or more."

"Three days?" Yue gulped. She would have to wear her wedding gown for three days.

"You can change clothes if you want." Yekaterina answered her question.

"Oh, nd there would be vodka or any other heavy liquor. Lots and lots of liquor." The ladies shivered at the taught of men getting drunk on the wedding.

It was way past nine did the males arrived to the house. They were drowsy and tired. Ivan on the other hand quickly run into the house and shouted Yue's name.

"You bloody git. Do you want to wake the whole neighbourhood." Arthur said as he covered the tall Russian's mouth. And Yue and the others were seen walking down the stairs with their nightgown and robes. And servants were opening lights as they greeted their master's arrival.

"Sorry to disturbed you all this time of night. But please do go back to where you were doing before our arrival." Arthur apologized to the servants as he looked at Ivan the whole time. He ignored him though as he was looking at Yue from the bottom of the stairs. She still had a shocked on her face as they arrived unexpectedly in the night with all of them asleep.

He ascended the stairs and took her hand and kissed it tenderly. Her honey-coloured eyes glow in the light glow as she looked at him so dearly. He placed a soft kiss on her mouth, he would had gone longer if it wasn't for Arthur who was behind him and demanding him to move out off the way.

As the grumpy Brit went, Yue giggled as she hugged him. He smiled but stopped when Yue stiffen and looked at his injured arm. She looked at him worriedly.

"It's a small price to pay for having you as my wife." Yue smiled as kissed him again as they went to Yue's room.

He closed the door and carried her to her bed as he tenderly kissed her thru the night before sleep got to them. And Yue's half written journal was left at the table. Forgot.

A/N: so hope you guys understand what I wrote here. I was having a little writer's block a few days now and glad that this came up. Please do inform me on any mistakes I might had on the Russian tradition. Of course this is still just the birds-eye-view of it.

I had also researched that the bride would take a bath and let the gloom drink the save 'charmed water'. It was of course last practise in the 16th century as because it had pagans' origins. And who would want to drink someone's bath water? Even if it's your love, that's just wrong.(for my opinion at least).

And the ransom of course was still practise until now, since it was fun for the father of the bride to make fun of the groom, in present the friends of the groom do this kind of thing with the bride participation sometimes. they do it before the wedding or after but i prefer it this way. since in Russian culture, the father had to sit and talk with his future-son-in-law to be approved. and the bride had to passed an expectation on his future-mother-in-la. and Ivan here doesn't have one and Yekaterina seems to nice for the job.

Here I made it like a duel with Arthur and Ivan. Since I read a review that they want Ivan and Arthur to fight more. So this is the best way I can come up with a mix of the Russian tradition. and what Ukraine said that the ransom was either made to Yue's dowry was actually made up. The dowry was of course come from the bride's father. So, yeah, I twisted a little so please don't be angry to why it's like this.

And I said last time that two or three more chap and I'm done right? But this is the third since then and I'm think I'm taking back those words since I would be writing/typing two more before the wedding. I think? Maybe or maybe not. Thank you for your understanding.

I'm happy for the reviews I had received. It made my heart swells.

Thank you for reading and have a nice day everyone!