The hotel was obscene.
Kael had stopped being surprised by Guardian-funded luxury after the Ashford Suites on Morir, but this place made that look like a budget motel. Crystal chandeliers in the lobby. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Hevaria's red desert landscape. Staff in pristine uniforms.
Evening light painted everything amber through the glass walls. The twin suns were setting, casting long shadows across the sand dunes visible in the distance, and the effect made the hotel's interior glow like something from a painting.
"Rest tonight." Lyra's voice broke the moment of quiet appreciation. "We move tomorrow morning."
The group dispersed—Silas following Lyra toward the premium suites, Aria and Rue heading for their assigned rooms, Kael took a keycard from the receptionist with flashy smile.
His room was on the fourth floor at the corner suite with a private balcony. A bed large enough to sleep six. Bathroom with a tub that could probably qualify as a small swimming pool.
