The hum of the Star-Serpent's engines vibrated through the deck beneath my feet as I gazed out at the swirling cosmic dust ahead of us. The Ossuary Nebula loomed in the viewport—a vast, ethereal cloud shimmering with purples, blues, and ghostly whites. Billions of particles caught the light of distant stars, creating what looked like enormous skeletal structures suspended in the void.
"The Graveyard of Celestial Titans," I whispered. The name no longer seemed like poetic exaggeration.
"Princess Isabella?" A deep, gravelly voice interrupted my thoughts.
I turned to face Vex'thar, our reptilian security officer. Standing nearly seven feet tall, with armored scales the color of burnished copper and four amber eyes that missed nothing, he cut an imposing figure. The ceremonial markings etched into his scales told stories of battles against cosmic horrors that his ancestors had barely survived.
