Azun:

I arrived back home from the colonies. Ames rushed over to me as soon as I returned.

"So?" He looked nervous. "Have you made a decision?"

"About?" I set down my bag.

"Being the general."

"Oh my gosh Ames."

"But seriously."

"Let it go."

"I can't"

I glared at my brother as I picked up my bags and left for my bedroom. I had a lot of planning to do for Dustan's wedding and I didn't need Ames barking at my heels like a yorke dog.

A weeks pasts of my obsessive OCD planning. I locked the door so Ames couldn't come in, believe me he tried each hour. Dustan's wedding is almost completely planned and any second now my brother will be at the door. I listen for him to pull up in the driveway. I wonder what age he will be? My guess is no more then fifteen, considering how he had to take care of himself at sea. I glance down at my final preparations for the big day tomorrow then fold them up into a letter to send with our servants so they can begin preparations. I look at myself in the glass window, I look so small compared to the city around me. I straighten my silver tie and comb my hair back. I look down on the street to see a taxi pulling up our driveway. My brother is here.

I rush to the door, fidgeting with the lock, then trip down a couple of stairs, I don't bother to take the elevators at a time like this. I race past the living room, avoiding a chatty Ames, then run to the door just in time to see Dustan walking in.

"Dustan!" I exclaim, running to hug him.

"Azun!" He hugs me back.

"Ugg!" Ames moans on the couch. "You love each other, how disgusting."

"Dustan." I look at him. "You're a lot older."

"Nineteen." Dustan smiles. "Older then you old sport."

"Yeah." I look him over again. His black hair is pulled up into a pony tail in the back. Like always his eyes are sea green and full of compassion and love. He has broad shoulders and large muscles from all the work at sea. He is wearing a tight black t-shirt and jeans. Then I see someone is behind him.

She has blond curly hair in a high pony tail, she is wearing a dark gold shirt and lift green pants. She is incredibly skinny and very attractive.

"Oh!" Dustan noticed my staring. "Azun, this is my fiancé, Rebecca."

"Pleasure to finally meet you." I shake her hand.

"Dustan tells me a lot about you." She says, her ruby red lips brush against each other.

"Well he hasn't told me a lot about you." I laugh.

"He hasn't?"

"Anyways." Dustan interrupts. "How about we discuss more of this over dinner."

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The day has arrived. Dustan was getting married. The perfect scene was set in our backyard. Chairs with perfect turquoise bows were set in perfect lines from east to west. The flowers were the perfect shade of red that lined the isle way. The weather was amazing and food was going great. Nothing could go wrong on this perfect day. The guest arrived and took their seats. No commotion between the families. Nothing wrong. Just perfect to perfect my OCD. The organ began to play the Malison wedding melody. We all quickly took our seats. Three empty chairs sat at my right and Ames sat on my left. Why did we have to sit in the order we were born?

"Azun Watcher." Ames snickered.

"Ames." I stated, watching the flower girls, my little sisters Emler, Aspen and Larkin throw the roses onto the ground.

"You created quite something. So I have to ask-"

"Yes?"

"Why won't you accept the job?"

"Ugg." I roll my eyes.

"I know I talk a lot." Ames crossed his arms. "I'm demanding and pushy, but I need your help."

"What?"

"Will you help me with a client?"

"Why?"

"You are incredible in the court system, you know it. I cheated on the test to get in." Ames crossed his legs. "My client needs someone who can win for them so I am asking you-"

"No."

"Azun?"

"I won't." I look to see Dustan walking down the aisle to his place. "You took my job now suffer the conveniences."

"But Azun! Hear me out!"

"I won't." I say.

We stand for Rebecca coming down the isle. She is absolutely stunning in her wedding gown.

"Azun." Ames's voice is strong in my ear. "I have seen your writings, I read your plans for this. You can create something like this in a week and yet you are not willing to lead? You write every second you can in that diary under your bed."

"You read my diary?" My teeth grind together.

"Yes, and your pathetic." Ames spat in my ear. "History is being made here Azun, are you in or are you out? The whole planet is watching you, waiting for you to make a decision."

"Ames shut up." I speak a little too loud.

"What are you waiting for?" Ames continued to speak into my ear.

I hear the couple say their I Do's and they kiss and Ames continues to ramble into my ear. The congregation cheers. I throw the rice at the couple and they race down the isle together.

"Azun you need to make a decision." Ames says to me. "You're running out of time."

As soon as Dustan and Rebecca leave through the rows of chairs, I leave. I need to get away from Ames before I snap him into two.