It was Sunday, July 27th, two days before the wedding of Chris and Adam. Judy and Becky packed the picnic basket. Mark, Judy, Jason and Adam were going to the park for a picnic. It was going to be the last outing as just their little family. Chris was happy for Adam to go without him. Roman and Dean were taking him to Gunter's later. The rest of the McMahon's and the Hart's were going to a concert at the park. Beth, Paige, Becky and Randy were staying at the house. Wade Barrett had gone to call on friends… or so he said.
Mark spoke to Randy. "Keep an eye on things. Help yourself to the wireless." He gave Randy a knowing look.
Randy understood. "Don't worry, the lovely ladies will be safe. It will probably go up to my room and rest a bit. My feet aren't used to the work again yet." He chuckled a bit. He wanted to do a quick look in Barrett's room.
"Don't worry. We've got a lot of sewing to do. Finish our dresses for the wedding and do the hem on Missus Copeland's dress." Beth spoke as the eldest.
Judy smiled. "Thank you, girls. I just have not had the time. Now, that's the basket packed. You girls have fun, and don't forget to rest your eyes from time to time. Randal have a nice rest. A salted hot water soak will help your feet." She gave Randy a pat and kissed each girl on the cheek.
Adam came downstairs. "Sorry. I am ready. Someone…took a while to say goodbye." He flushed a bit. His lips were a bit swollen from all of Chris' kisses.
Judy laughed. "It's alright, son. Carry that out to your brother." She handed Adam the picnic basket.
"Thank you, ma. Ma? Why is Chris always surprised when I don't object to him going out, without me? Does he… doubt my trust?" Adam hooked the basket over his arm and helped his mother with her light summer coat.
Judy smiled. "Thank you, son. Now, about Chris, no he does not doubt your trust, he is surprised because you do trust him…" She paused as Mark called out.
"Come, we are ready." Mark was anxious to get to the park. Judy needed the rest and quiet.
"Coming, dearest." Judy replied. She and Adam walked toward the door.
Jason came in from the mews. He took the basket from Adam. "Will you two hurry up. You can gossip later." He gave his mother a cheeky grin. He too, was ready to relax.
"Jay, don't be so bossy. The park will still be there." Adam was just a bit annoyed. Sometimes his brother was a right pain.
Jay stuck his tongue out at his little brother and took the picnic basket to the dog cart.
"You boys! It's a wonder I don't have a full head of gray hair. But, I wouldn't change it for the world." Judy laughed.
At the door, goodbyes were said again. Mark smiled when he heard Randy lock the door behind them. He knew the girls and the McMahon house would safe.
"Why is my horse harnessed to the cart?" Adam asked as he helped his mother up into the small cart.
Mark spoke. "Jason wanted to ride Thunderbolt. He went on ahead a minute ago. Something bothering him. I thought it best to just let him go." He got into the cart and gave the lines to Adam.
"Thank you. She will drive better for me. Jason didn't look upset to me. Oh well. Trot on, my lovely girl." Adam lightly slapped the traces and Locket left the mews at a slow trot.
As they rode toward Hyde Park, Judy spoke. "Now son, as I was saying. Many times when people fall in love, it makes one or the other tend to cling. They can become very jealous of anyone or anything that takes away the attention of their loved one. Chris probably expected you to be like that. I can assure you, he loves you for giving him the trust." Judy explained as best she could.
Mark chuckled. "I can tell you a bit more. When Christopher was at Eaton, he courted a young lad who stuck to Chris like cement. Chris could hardly go to a class without the lad throwing a fit. Chris stopped the courtship but I am sure the experience left him very wary. He is very happy that you trust him and he trusts you just as much. Does that answer the question?" He held tight to his wife's hand. Judy had squeezed his hand in appreciation.
Adam glanced over at his mother and step-father. "I understand. I just know Christopher would never do anything to hurt me or bring me harm. Why shouldn't he go out with his brothers or other friends. Just like he would never stop me from spending time with Jason. Speaking of, what is wrong with him? Do you think he had an argument with Maxwell?"
Mark sighed a bit. "No, I don't think so. I will be honest, I don't really know. I have a suspicion though. He is loosing his little brother. He was the one you always went to for love, advice, comfort and care. Now you will go to Chris, as you should. Your mother feels just the same, don't you, dear?"
"My love, sometimes things do not need to be said. Adam, let's talk about all this at the picnic." Judy was a bit snippy. She wished Mark had kept his mouth closed.
Mark felt the chastisement in his wife's voice. "I'm sorry, dear. I guess I thought you felt the same as I do. Our little boy is…" Mark gave a sniff and stopped talking.
"Ma, Mark, I am not leaving you. I will always need you and poppa Mark. I will also always need Jason. Just like Chris and his brothers and sister. Getting married doesn't mean you lose your child, it means you gain another one, plus grandchildren. Goodness, the things people fret about." Adam laughed and turned Locket into the entrance of Hyde Park.
Mark and Judy looked at each other. They both broke out in a fit of laughter. Judy shook her head. "Oh my dear boy… I just love you so much. You are so right. Oh good, there is your brother." She smiled again when she saw Jason unsaddling Thunderbolt under a tree.
Adam pulled Locket to a stop. Jason took her by the headstall. Mark spoke. You boys take care of the horses, We will set up the picnic." He grabbed the blankets and picnic basket.
They left the harness on Locket and used a rope to tie her to the tree. She had plenty of room to move and graze. Thunderbolt grazed next to her.
As they worked, Adam saw that something was on his brother's mind. "Jay? Are you alright? Did you and Max have a fight?" He held Jason back from walking towards the picnic area.
Jason looked at his little brother, his eyes filled with moisture. "No, we didn't have a fight. Addy, don't… don't… forget about me… when… you… become Lord Adam."
Adam grabbed Jason and hugged his brother hard. "I won't, brother. I promise. Jay, I will always need you. Who's going to take of me when Chris and I fight? I will be there for you anytime, anywhere. Ma and Mark felt the same. Like I told them, you aren't losing a brother, you're gaining one. Plus, I hope a lot of nieces and nephews. Jay, I love you. You are my older brother, nothing will ever change that; nothing." Adam kissed his brother's temple and released his bear-like hug.
Jason sniffed as lone tear dripped down his cheek. "I love you, Addy. I will always take care of you. Thanks, you made me feel better. By the way, I want three nephews and three nieces...at least. Now, let's go eat, I want ma's roast chicken." He gave his brother a hug of his own and kissed Adam's temple. The brothers hurried off to picnic with their mother and step-father.
At the McMahon house, Beth, Becky and Paige sat the dining table and sewed. They listened to a Sunday concert on the wireless.
"Randy is handsome, don't you think?" Beth asked Becky, a bit of a flush on her cheeks.
Becky giggled. "Yes, he is. But he maybe a man's man, you know what I mean."
Beth nodded. "True. I am not looking for anything. I just think he is handsome."
"Not as handsome as Cody." Paige added in her quiet voice
Beth smiled. "You and Cody are adorable together. I honestly hope it works out for you."
"Thank you, Beth. We are building a strong foundation of friendship. I miss him, but I am proud of him helping out Lady Mayfield." Paige stated as she expertly threaded a needle.
Becky gave Paige a smile. "That is important. You must be friends first, like Mister and Missus Calaway. Then again, there cases of instant soul mates. Take Adam and Lord Christopher. If ever two people belonged together, it's them." She wove her needle in and out of the material in her fingers.
Beth was a bit awestruck. "Becky, I am impressed. I wish you'd speak more often."
"It comes from my grandmother. She taught me, that unless I had something worthwhile to say, don't speak." Becky gave a shrug and kept sewing.
Upstairs, Randal Orton moved as quiet as a mouse. He was in Wade Barrett's room. He wore a pair of white gloves. Orton also took extreme care to put everything he moved, back in it's place, like nothing had been moved. Orton also kept one ear turned to the door. Barrett should ring the bell, but Orton also knew the man had a key, as Shane's guardian.
Orton even went so far as to check all the pockets in Barrett's clothes and coats. He found a white silk scarf that held the faint scent of a lady's perfume. He too believed it was the same scent Lady Banks wore, but he couldn't be sure.
After Randy searched Barrett's hats, he searched the man's shoes. Orton knew heels could be hollowed out and used to hide things like money and jewelry. After he finished in the wardrobe, Randy went to the chest of drawers.
Randy checked every pair of socks He searched every inch and every thing. It was a laborious process, but he did it with an experts speed.
Randal Orton was frustrated. He found nothing, after an hour and half of searching. Randy stood and thought. Barrett was a teacher, why were there no books in his room, except the novel on his night stand.
Orton slapped his forehead. "The school room, you idiot." Randy chided himself. What better place to hide something… the school room.
Randy paused in the hallway to listen. His highly tuned ears could barely make out occasional music from the wireless. Other than that, the house was silent. He went to the room next door to Barrett's. Orton grinned, the school room held something of extreme interest; Wade Barrett's satchel.
At Gunter's, Roman and Dean toasted Chris with fine tea from China via India. "We love you, brother. We wish nothing but happiness for you and Adam. Chris, we may not be brothers by blood, but we are brothers by heart. To your marriage." Roman spoke as the eldest, but Dean joined him in the end. They raised their cups and drank.
Chris couldn't help the tears that pooled in his blue eyes. "I love you both too. Thank you."
"This is nice. It has been a long time since just the three of us spent time together. We should do it once a month." Dean spoke as he took a bite of a sandwich.
Roman nodded. "I hope Stephanie and Shane understand. I want it to be just us… as the elder brothers. I'm glad Seth understood and encouraged it. Kenny too, Dean." He was a bit worried about Stephanie and Shane would feel left out.
"Adam too. He never questions my going out. We are very lucky. I swear, I will never do anything to break that trust. Roman, Stephanie and Shane are fine. They understand. I agree, Dean. We should do this more often. You know what… I am nervous." Chris gave a laugh and sipped his tea.
Roman laughed. "I understand. I was scared to death a few days before our wedding. Then I saw Seth come down the aisle, and it all went away. He calms me like no other."
"I know what you mean. One look at Kenny and it's like the seas calm." Dean spoke with a soft smile.
Roman nodded. "Say, to change the subject, that Orton fellow is a sharp one. Was he one of Lady Mayfield's orphans?" He was curious. He and Seth liked the man and Randy was an excellent valet.
"Yes, he was, in a way. It was before she turned the estate into the orphanage. She helped him get into a school and made sure he was looked after. Pru recently ran into him again, and offered for him to work for her. She felt Cody would make a better replacement for Morrison, because Cody knows the house better. Orton knows the work of a footman/valet better." Chris ended with a shrug. He stuck to the story he, Pru, Mark and Randy had worked on.
"Prudence is a wonderful woman. Kenny told me that Drew and Evan are working on adopting a little girl, Eugenia. She is very… thorough even though Drew is a very successful Physician, and a Knight of the Realm." Dean took another sandwich with a sip of tea.
Chris let out a chuckle. "I am expecting her to put Adam and I through the wringer about Melanie, but, it will be worth it." His laugh turned to a look of pure adoration as he thought of their future daughter.
"I can't wait to meet her. I will tell you, Chris. There is no greater feeling of love than the love for your child. Having the twins made me understand poppa a lot more. How you would do anything for your children's happiness and the twins can't even talk yet." Roman spoke with his own parental emotion.
Both Dean and Chris smiled at Roman. The three brothers continued to enjoy their afternoon together.
At the park, Adam and Jason talked quietly together as Mark dozed, his head in Judy's lap. The brothers decided to go for a bit of a walk, so they could talk and let Mark rest.
Jay spoke softly. "Alright. We will be back soon, ma." Judy nodded in response, a soft smile on her lips.
The Copeland brothers walked to the same bench were all their family matters had be previously discussed. When they sat down, Adam let out a sigh.
"What's wrong, Addy? You're not changing your mind about marrying Chris?" Jay looked worried, something was on Adam's mind; but what?
Adam shook his head. "No, I am not going to change my mind. Jay… I'm… scared…" He looked at his brother with desperation.
Jason put a hand on his brother's arm. "Scared of what, Addy. Being a Lord? It really won't change anything about you." He arched his brow at his little brother.
Again, Adam shook his head. He pulled his long hair to cover his face. "No… I know it won't. Jay… what about… oh… the… night… know what I mean?" his face flushed red behind the curtain of blond hair.
"Um… I can't help you, much. I never have either." Jason's face also flushed a bit.
Adam still couldn't look at his brother. "Oh… I… thought.. you and Maxwell… not?"
Jason did laugh. "No Addy, we have not. I have more respect for Maxwell than that."
"Oh… sorry, Jay. I mean… I know what happens… but… I don't know what to do. What if… Chris finds me… not… good." Adam hesitated as he spoke, something he did when he was scared.
Jason smiled at Adam. " I doubt that will happen. You know, you should talk to Mark."
Adam finally looked at his brother. "You think? But… ma… is a woman."
Jason gave Adam another pat on the shoulder. "I'm sure he can, at the least, ease your fears. Want me to…" Jason laughed again, Mark walked toward them.
"Hello, my boys. Your mother thought I might be needed." Mark gave a shrug. Judy had a feeling something was wrong and sent him to find out.
Jason grinned. "I was just about to come get you. Um… I'll leave you and Mark to talk. Adam, honestly he can help you. Talk to him." He gave Adam a kiss on the head and left to be with their mother.
Adam watched as Jason left and Mark sat down. "Let me venture a guess. You're worried about your wedding night? At least that's what your mother suggested." Mark arched his brow at his step-son.
Adam ducked his head and the darkest flush yet, stained his cheeks. He could only nod "yes."
Mark smiled softly. "It is nothing to be embarrassed about, son. Everyone has a first time, and everyone is scared the first time. The best advice I can give you is…"
Adam listened as Mark spoke. He realized it was nice to have a father to talk to.
At Gunter's, the three brothers finished their tea. Roman paid and Dean left the gratuity for the server. Chris went outside to have their horses brought around front. Soon the three brothers rode toward home.
"Um… Dean, Roman… I need help. You know… about the wedding night. I mean I've never… what if I hurt him?" Chris looked from Roman to Dean, worry deeply etched on his face.
Dean smiled. "I'm going to Hyde Park. I can catch up with Kenny. Roman this is your territory." He turned Sweepstakes toward the park.
Roman chuckled. "Now I will have to have this talk twice. Oh well. Come on, lets ride to Eaton Park, we can talk there."
"Thanks, Roman. I would have asked father or poppa...but… well, you know." Chris flushed a bit as they headed to the small park in their area. Thirty minutes later, Roman and Chris were in a deep conversation.
At the McMahon house, Randal sat at the servant's dining table and enjoyed tea with the girls and Wade Barrett. The wireless still played softly.
Barrett had returned, just as Randy had finished searching the school room. He'd found nothing. It frustrated Orton, but, if he'd been honest, he knew he wouldn't find anything.
Anything Barrett had that showed his true colors would be elsewhere. Now all Randy had to do was find out where. Maybe Barrett had rooms some where else. Well, he had time. Rushing only led to mistakes.
Wade sipped his tea. "Thank you for letting me join you for tea. It is very good."
"You're welcome, and thank you. How is Master Shane doing in his lessons?" Beth asked as the acting "head" of the kitchen while Judy was out.
Barrett looked at Beth. "He is doing very well. Although we are not doing real lessons at the moment. Those will start in mid August. To be honest, I think the poor lad is bored of me."
Randy chuckled. "What makes you think that, Professor Barrett?" Information was information.
It was Wade's turn to chuckle. "I've taken him to every museum and art gallery in London twice, a few, three or four times. At least the wedding excitement is a change. He also loves going to Lady Mayfield's." Wade gave a shrug and bit into a sandwich.
Randy held his tea cup as he spoke. "There are only so many museums and galleries. Too bad you can't take him to Paris, to the Louvre. I could have spent a month there, never seeing the same thing twice." He took a casual sip of tea. He had an idea, but wasn't sure about it. Orton needed to talk to Mark, but it would wait till after the wedding.
Beth looked at Randy. "You've been to Paris? Is it as beautiful as people say it is? I have always wanted to go there." She had a dream filled look in her eyes.
Randy smiled. "Yes, I have, Miss Beth. A year or so ago I was hired to be a valet/travel companion for an elderly Duchess. Her family wanted her to come live with them in France. While I was in Paris, I took a few days to see the city. I am so glad I did." He spoke mostly the truth, he just didn't say the Duchess was in danger from some people who didn't like her views.
The Duchess was German, but had married an Englishman. When her husband died, she spoke out openly against things happening in Germany and Austria. When her life was threatened, Randal was called in to help her get to Paris, where she would be moved away to someplace hidden and safe.
"That's wonderful. Maybe one day, Lady Stephanie will take a trip to Paris. I will be able to go as her Lady's Maid. Oh well, come on girls, let's clear away the tea things. We have more sewing to do. Professor Barrett, you can stay with us if you wish. As you know there is no upstairs supper tonight. We will share ours with you." Bet stood and spoke warmly to Wade, she had no reason not to.
"I appreciate that, Miss Beth. However, I must go freshen up. I am having supper out as well, with a dear friend of mine." Wade smiled, then headed up to his room. He had things to do.
Randy scoffed. "That was fast. I will help you." He started to stand to help the girls.
"Sit. We have this down to fifteen minutes. Yes, Professor Barrett is an odd one. Well, he keeps Master Shane occupied." Beth stated as she took the tea tray to the kitchen.
Randy shrugged. He got up and sat in the comfortable chair Jason sat in to listen to the wireless. "Do you girls mind if I listen to a football match?"
Becky answered from the pass window to the kitchen. "Not at all. Jason keeps the schedule in the drawer." She gave him a smile then went to help Paige wash up.
"Thank you, Becky." Randy replied. He opened the drawer and pulled out the monthly wireless guide The Times published. He found what he wanted and tuned the wireless to his game of choice.
Soon the girls were back to their sewing at the table. Becky had put the pork roast in to bake for their supper. She'd followed Judy's instructions to the letter. The three girls needles were soon blazing through the material of their dresses for the wedding.
Upstairs, Wade Barrett drew himself a hot bath. He needed to relax before meeting Sasha at the hotel. Wade wished he could have stayed. Having dinner with the other members of staff would have been better. All Sasha wanted was to talk about herself and how wonderful she was.
At the park, Mark finished his talk with Adam. "...so relax, and nature will take its course."
Adam had taken in all Mark had told him and it was helpful. But he was still a bit confused. "But… it has to be… different… I mean… it isn't the same as a woman, is it? How do you know about… men?"
Mark chuckled. "From my brother, Glenn. I could ask him to come talk to you, if it would make you feel better?" He gave Adam a fatherly pat on the back.
Adam smiled a bit. "No, I like Glenn, very much but… well… it was hard enough with you. I do feel better about it. You are right, Chris will take care of me. Thank you, poppa Mark. It is nice to have a father to talk with. I am so happy you married ma. I do love you." Adam leaned over and kissed Mark on the cheek. He put all his love for the older man into the gesture.
Mark's eyes filled with moisture, but the tears didn't fall. "I love you, son. You know, for the first time, I feel like a real father. And yes, Chris will take care of you. Shall we go back to your mother and brother? Or do you want to talk more?"
Adam replied. "No, I got all the answers to my questions. Thank you again. Yes, let's go back before ma sends Jason to find us." He stood as did Mark. Together they headed back to Judy and Jason.
In the smaller Eaton Square park, Chris and Roman concluded their talk.
"Just remember to use the Vaseline, and take plenty of time to open him. Rub that spot and you and Adam will have a wonderful wedding night." Roman recounted the most important details.
"Thank you, Roman. Maybe Seth could tell Adam… about what to expect? It sounds like no matter what, he will feel some pain." Chris was still worried.
Roman nodded. "Yes, he will, but it won't last long. The pleasure will erase the pain. I will ask Seth to talk to Adam, tonight. Don't worry, brother. It won't take long for it to become a normal part of your lives."
Chris smiled. "Thank you. I appreciate you talking to me. So much easier than poppa or father. We'd better head back. They will be home soon." He gave Roman a brotherly pat on the back.
"Yes, I am missing my babies. They sure do love the music at the park. Seth swears Bea hums with it. Oh Chris, just wait till you and Adam are blessed. I can't wait to meet Melanie." Roman hugged Chris as he stood. The mounted up and trotted toward home.
Just as Roman and Chris dismounted Brimmer and Highflyer in the mews, the dog cart rolled in. Riddle took the two horses as Maxwell took hold of Locket's headstall. Jason took care of Thunderbolt himself.
Chris helped Adam out of the cart and Mark helped his wife. Jason hurried to help Maxwell and Riddle.
"I will bring the things in later." Jason called as he took Locket into the stables.
Roman followed the couples as they went into the servant's hall. They were greeted by Randy. The three girls were in the kitchen. The McMahon's were going to the Hart's. Although Adam and Chris were staying to eat with Adam's family.
"I am going up to bathe, before going to the Hart's." Roman stated with a smile.
"Do you require assistance, My Lord?" Randy asked as Roman started to leave.
Roman nodded. "In half an hour, please."
"Yes, Your Lordship." Randy gave a nod.
Mark grinned. "Everything go alright, Randal?" He sat down in his chair, packed then lit his pipe.
Randal nodded. "Yes, sir. Professor Barrett was out. When he returned, he had tea with us. He is dining out. Nothing out of the ordinary." He gave Mark a knowing glance.
Mark knew Randy had found nothing in his search of Barrett's room. "Good. Oh yes, Christopher and Adam will join us for supper. They usually eat with us on Sundays." Mark puffed on his pipe.
"I will set places for them, after I help Lord Roman." Randy put on his more formal coat, ready to go upstairs.
Adam came out of the kitchen. "I will do it, Randy. By the way, why was Maxwell in the mews? Who drove the landau to the park?" He was curious as it was unusual.
Jason answered as he came in. "Duke Bret drove. Max said that Duke Bret said, it's another way to show progression." He gave a shrug.
Chris laughed. "Sounds like Uncle Bret. Love, I will be right back. Going to freshen up a bit."
"Alright, dear." Adam kissed Chris on the cheek then went back to help his ma and the girls.
Randy took the opportunity to lean in and whisper to Mark. "Nothing, not even in the school room. I have a couple of ideas, but it will wait till after the wedding. Just one thing… could he have rooms elsewhere in London?" He arched his brow at Mark.
Mark narrowed his eyes in thought. "He could, I suppose. Do you want to follow him?"
"No, not yet. I want him to be less aware of me. It would also be strange for me to leave now. We will work out a way, after the wedding. I do appreciate you, Mark." Randy gave Mark a wink. He then went up to help Roman. Seth had been right, Lord Roman could not tie a tie to save his soul.
Adam came in and began to set the table. "This keeps me on my toes." He laughed as he put the plates on the left side of Marks chair at the head of the table.
Mark chuckled. "You were always excellent. I've always said, the Master or Mistress of the house needs to know what's what. You maybe the master of a Ducal household one day…."
Chris interrupted as he entered the servant's hall. "No, that will be Roman… I hope. Still, Mark is right, and I have no fear in you running a house one day." He gave Adam a kiss on the cheek.
Adam's cheeks flushed. "I will always do my best to create a love filled home for you and our children, just like ma did for Jason and I." He set the silverware as he spoke.
Jason came in from the mews. "Mark, may I invite Maxwell to dine with us?"
"It is fine with me, but ask your mother." Mark gave Jason a smile with a nod to the kitchen.
"Set one more, please Monkey Butt." Jason swatted Adam's behind as he came out of the kitchen and headed for the mews.
Adam yelped. "Not a monkey butt." He stuck his tongue out at his brother.
Chris walked over to hug Adam. "It's alright, love. You are my sweet, beautiful Kitten. I love you, so very much." He gave Adam a soft kiss on the lips.
Both Mark and Judy smiled. Mark from his chair, Judy from the kitchen door. The husband and wife looked at one another, their own love lit the room.
As Randy came out of Roman's room, Wade came out of his. The man was dressed in a coal black suit. He looked ready to go out.
"Leaving now, Mister Barrett?" Randal asked as he followed Wade downstairs to the foyer.
Wade took his hat from the small table. "Yes, I am. I will be back at eleven. I have the key." He patted his suit coat pocket.
"Very well. Have a good evening, Sir." Randy opened the front door for Barrett.
Wade put on his hat. "Thank you." He left the McMahon house and headed for the cab rank down the street.
Randal waited. He heard Roman come down the stairs. "I will be going next door now. We might back a bit earlier than the others, depending on the twins." Roman picked up his hat.
"Have a good evening, Your Lordship." Randy smiled as he opened the door for Roman.
"Thank you, Orton." Roman returned the smile. He headed down the steps. Bret had just pulled the landau up to the entry to the Hart house.
Randy chuckled at the speed in Roman's walk to greet his husband and children. Maybe one day Randy would settle down, but right now, the life he had was too dangerous for a family. With a shrug, he closed the door. Randy Orton went downstairs. He was ready for a relaxed evening.
Tomorrow would be a hectic day, one day before the wedding. Everyone was excited for the wedding of Lord Christopher Keith Irvine Jericho Patton McMahon and Adam Joseph Copeland, former Footman.