Chapter 9If anyone had told Rainbird how slowly time could pass, he wouldn’t have believed it. Although it had been only two days since he’d literally run off the ship, it felt a lifetime ago.
As an officer of the Federated fleet, he was still bound by Arvid’s command, and, according to his captain, there was a lot of paperwork to be processed. Rainbird’s heart sank to think he could expect to be stuck there for at least another week.
The quarters were those assigned him as a crewman of the Njord, even though Rainbird had formally submitted his resignation citing spiritual reasons. A bitter laugh broke free. Spiritual reasons. I opened myself to Iseoy, and now no one can take his place.
The buzzer sounded, indicating a visitor. Although Rainbird would prefer not to see anyone, there was
