“Ow!” Harro holds his head while he tries to sit up and Tsura rushes over telling him to lie down.
“You’ve been out most of the night. I didn’t want you to wake up in the dark, alone.” She pours him a cup of tea she made with herbs she remembered from when she was young. She carefully watched her mother make it for her father when she was a young girl, and hoped she remembered all the ingredients.
In the dark moonlight, he looked pale, and her heart beat a little faster with worry. She can’t very well tell him how she feels now, can she?
“What happened?” His voice sounded hoarse after what he had done earlier. She explains and he sighs.
“I haven’t done that for so long. I forgot how much energy it takes. I guess I didn’t prepare well enough. Did they at least get the information they n
