Deacon's POV
I need a break or a vacation of some sort, the past few days have been the busiest. We've begun military training of both recruits and civilians and we've intensified security at all gates and borders. A lot of issues have kept me in offices and meetings all day. Even the day I set out to give Alvia a tour was taken away. Adding to the million issues on my neck is the arrangement for the ball, it has to be perfect and secured cause we'd be expecting a lot of visitors, our borders will be open and it can easily get infiltrated.
I finish from a meeting that begun since first light, I quickly force whatever I could find down my throat and I go on to get dressed for the ball. It'd start in about twenty minutes and I can't be late. I hurriedly put on my navy blue tuxedo and some
