Eternal Horizon: The Chronicle of Vincent Saturn (Eternal Horizon: A Star Saga Book 1)

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said, looking down the hallway, assuring they weren’t followed.
    The room was spotless. Burgundy-brown furniture and a large divan covered with green silk sheets decorated the living area. The parquet floor was made of the same wood as the rest of the furniture. There were two doors on either side—one leading to an open bedroom, the other to the lavatory. A big window across the room opened a view of the Sebalonian night sky.
    Upon entrance, the companions took off their cloaks and threw them on the floor, where in a mere second, a small machine resembling a crustacean animal appeared, rolling on wheels. It grabbed the clothes with the intention of taking them to the nearby closet.
    “That’s some good housekeeping,” Vincent said.
    “Droid maids,” Gaia said. “They react to anything non-cellular that falls to the floor.”
    “Genius…” Vincent mumbled under his breath as he turned and was struck at Gaia’s beauty once again. She wore an emerald colored sheath dress that embodied her athletic figure. On her upper arms, she had gold armlets in shapes of dragons, and from elbow down she wore black evening gloves. Her long hair smoothly fell around her shoulders, neatly cut in bangs over her intelligent eyes.
    “Nothin’ genius ’bout it,” Spaide fussed, tussling with the robot over his jacket. “I’ll blast one of these things someday.”
    “So, let’s begin,” Exander started.
    Vincent looked at Exander and saw a strange uniqueness in the young Xenian. He had pretty much the same complexion as his brother, yet at a smaller scale: a strong jaw, thick eyebrows, dark eyes—everything except for the hair. Unlike any other Xenian Vincent had seen during his last few hours of exploration , Exander had long, wavy, blonde hair. It didn’t really matter to Vincent—he didn’t want to bother the brash Xenian with questions anyhow.
    Spaide and Damocles saw Vincent’s indifference at that and exchanged looks.
    “Once again, you’re from a planet we’ve never heard of, and somehow you end up on my grandfather’s ship without him or Duell present?” Exander asked, looking down, arms crossed, slowly pacing back and forth. He wore a loose khaki shirt over black jeans that were tucked into his combat boots. His scabbard, engraved with Xenian letters, hung at his side. A thick gold necklace was around his neck with a bizarre pendant similar to his brother’s.
    “I’m a federal agent in my country, one of the many nations on my planet… planet Earth,” Vincent tried explaining as logically as possible. “Earlier today… or maybe it was yesterday?” He paused, looking at his watch that had stopped at seven forty-five, a.m. or p.m., he couldn’t tell. He had no way of knowing how long he’d been out when the watch malfunctioned.
    “Continue!” Exander snapped.
    “We received a call from one of my bosses that an object had crashed on our grounds. So my partner and I went to investigate. Our find was extraordinary. It was actually an alien ship—”
    “ Alien ?” Exander exclaimed.
    “I told you,” Spaide said, shaking his head. “The man’s crazy, called me an ‘alien’ too.”
    “I’m sorry,” Vincent said in defense. “On Earth, we believe we’re the only ones in the universe, and we’d never think something like this exists.” He waved his hand at the traffic outside.
    “Okay, whatever.” Exander whirled his finger, gesturing Vincent to continue.
    “As I was searching outside of the craft, an entrance opened up, and of course—being the curious person that I am—I went in.” Vincent scoffed and looked down. “Stupid of me, really—always have to be the first one to—”
    “What did you see inside the ship?” Damocles asked.
    Exander picked up his pace.
    “As I’ve said before,” Vincent said. “There was a man who looked like you, lying on the floor in a pool of blood.”
    “That’s true. I also saw blood on the floor,” Spaide added, aghast. “But I… I didn’t

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