Francis didn't admit to himself he was nervous. Even the fact that he woke up a whole two hours early completely unaided was overlooked. He was excited yes, but also nervous. This was the day he'd waited for for months. This was the day he married his beloved England. Make no mistake, he loved the wily little scrub since he was a... well since
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He was walking on air all the way to his and Arthur's apartment. He knocked on the door, wondering what his love was looking like today...]
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He's in a white tuxedo with black pants, and a white top hat, complete with a veil, which he's holding onto. And then he hears the knock. Hesitating a moment, he opens the door...
...and appreciates the view.
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"Angleterre..." for a moment he forgot what to do, he was taken aback by his future husband. "Ah... we match." he smirked and took Arthur's hand, kissing the back of it.
"My love... will you come with moi?"
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The place was decorated from buttresses to floor slabs with Tudor Roses and Irises, the national flowers of the wedding couple. On top of that a large United Kingdom flag was raised above one side of the pews and a French one on the other side.
The cathedral
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God, but it took his breath away, he was speechless.
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One was the traditional British wedding fruit cake
One was the traditional French croquembouche
One was the combination red velvet cake.
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HURRAY FOR FRANCE AND ENGLAND GETTING MARRIED WOOOOOOO!
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Ah! {loud Papa... should he imitate?]
WOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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