The Competitor Village suite was nicer than anything Holden had ever lived in.
Tall windows overlooked a courtyard filled with decorative fountains. The furniture was polished dark wood. The beds had actual mattress toppers. Renna had already claimed the biggest bedroom and was currently jumping on the bed for no apparent reason.
Holden stood by the window, looking down at the street below.
Royal Guards were patrolling in pairs. Four of them stood at the front gate, with two more at the side entrance. Another pair kept circling the building on some kind of schedule he hadn't quite figured out yet.
Maeve appeared beside him, her tablet clutched to her chest.
"You're thinking about sneaking out," she said. It wasn't a question.
"I need points," Holden said. "The tournament is going to keep throwing stronger enemies at us. I need to be ready."
