Chapter 1: A Night of Tea and Ghosts
“It’s been a while since we talked like this, hasn’t it Minoru?”
A cough. “Don’t call me that. It is Kouhaku now.”
The willowy woman, Priscilla Easton, the Commissar of the Kravitzon base, set a silvery platter onto the table. She then distributed the contents: a tea set and a plate of shortbread cookies.
It was a room blanketed so thoroughly in white and adorned with so many lanterns and crystalline chandeliers that one needed to shield their eyes when entering. The covered tables stretched far into the distance. Priscilla and Kouhaku sat alone in the center of the room.
“Would you like any, Captain?” Priscilla waved the pot in front of Kouhaku. “I know you like hibiscus.”
A stiff nod.
The teapot tipped. Kouhaku lifted the cup with a bandaged hand and took a large gulp. He winced as it burned its way down his throat.
“You need to take better care of yourself