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 ...