Fyodor is standing by a large icon, holding your hands in his hands.

It smells of incense and burnt candles, and it's dark outside. There is no priest, no witnesses, no guests in this small church. Just two lovers looking at each other with love.

Fyodor puts a crown of wild flowers on your head, and you do the same with him. He picks up the wedding rings and quietly says:

"I want to take you as my life partner and commit myself to our union approved by the Lord. Do you agree with this?"