Kaldean Chronicles: Kaldean Sunset (Book I)

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Author: Maxwell Bond
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deserts to jungles, each one more beautiful the next. That was difficult to imagine considering the face that it had been transformed into a thriving metropolis. The entire planet was covered in carbon and steel structures, and had to be maintained with atmospheric generators that kept greenhouse gas buildup at bay and replenished the world's oxygen supply.
    Antoni had simple tastes. He had two blue eagle’s eggs and a piece of dry wheat toast. He didn't want to take too much time eating, and he didn't have the same rich tastes his father had. He finished his breakfast quickly, ignoring the small piece of cake they always left on the side, and ran up to the door, where he pressed his thumb on the console for a bot to come and take his tray.
    He might not be allowed much freedom when it came to leaving the ship, but he was allowed some recreational time when his schedule allowed it. It was boring. He could go to the antigravity chamber and play with the bots or make use of virtual reality. There were things to do, but there was nobody to do them with.
    The heir was not allowed to have friends. That was too dangerous. He was allowed tutors, guards, and servants, but he was not allowed to get close to anyone. If he got close to somebody, he might begin to trust them and tell them secrets. There were times when he was with his father and overheard things. They didn't want state secrets getting out.
    He had to be careful, and he was, but he was not going to live a solitary existence with nobody but Cornel and the Jihadis to talk to. They were far too temperamental, and didn't know how to have fun. Antoni needed to have fun.
    He walked into the hallway, ran at Magnus who was nursing a flask of wine and wrenched it away. He pretended to take a swig while he was running, but that was just for effect. He knew how much it would infuriate the man.
    “Give that back boy, or so help me.”
    Antoni darted around the corner and quickly pulled out a vial of sleeping powder that was given to him by the doctor when he was faking insomnia. “Here.” He handed it back as soon as Magnus rounded the corner.
    “You can get the shit any time you want to. What'd you do that for?” He took a swig and fell on the ground.
    Antoni stepped over him to get to the lift. He got in and headed towards the servant complex. Servants were skilled workers who handled the tasks that slaves couldn't be trusted with. They were trained in every major vocation, from doctors to nurses, painters, even concubines from the Orchid Society. Every one of them was the best of the best, and they were treated according to their level of training.
    The complex was the size of a small city, where the servants had their houses and their own transports, even bazaars where they could trade goods and cafes where they could enjoy freshly made food and the company of others.
    This meant that there were always people on the streets, so the prince raised his hood and used a red rag to cover his face. He didn't want to get recognized while he made his way into the engineering district.
    The houses were simple single-level structures made of white carbon. They were durable but didn't amount to much. For the most part they were temporary structures used when the servants visited the ship for business, so most of them were empty.
    Antoni could find Rafael's house easily enough. He met the boy when he was ordering a concubine. It was his first, and he was very nervous. He was always allowed the use of an Orchid. That was not taboo at all unless he was married, and even then it wasn't a big deal. He just had that pubescent anxiety, which got a lot worse when a boy his age walked in with a cocky grin on his face. He had the strangest hair. It was long on one end and short on the other so that it fell down at a point on the right side, where it was dyed from dark brown to white. He never wore anything except black leggings, black robes and black shirts. It was weird, but his playful attitude

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