The Aether 9 X's cabin was luxurious and remarkably quiet despite the gentle hum of the engines. Plush leather seats provided maximum comfort as I gazed through one of the oval windows.
An air hostess approached me with a smile. “Do you need anything, ma’am?”
“No, thank you,” I replied and she turned to the children.
“What would you like, little ones?”
“Hot chocolate, please!” Eloise requested.
“I want freshly squeezed orange juice,” Damian blurted. Nathaniel, as usual, remained quiet before tilting his head thoughtfully.
“Can I have rice and stew with chicken?”
I chuckled and ruffled his hair. “Sweetheart, we’re about to land. You can have that as soon as we get home or at any restaurant of your choice.”
He pouted. “But I’m really, really hungry.”
His sister leaned over with a kn
