Mae brightened again, relief slipping onto her face like a dress.
She pushed open the door and led them along the balcony to the corner. "You get the best one," she said. "Three windows if you forget yourself and open the curtains."
"You just told us not to," Lachlan said.
"I did," Mae said. "Some of you will anyway."
"Which some?" Sera asked.
Mae's gaze slid to Alexei, then to Elias, then back to Sera. "The ones who think they're immune to suggestion."
Alexei's jaw ticked. "We're not tourists."
"No," Mae said. "You're both better and worse."
She handed Sera a key. "Use this from the inside. If you leave it in the door and step away, it will be gone when you look again."
"Does the room lock from the outside?" Elias asked.
Mae's smile didn't reach her eyes. "Not while you're in it."
Sera turned the key. The lock turned cleanly, smoothly.
