"Lunch is all set!" William announced cheerfully, a big smile on his face. While Isabella and Aimee had been taking a break in the cool shade, he had been busy preparing lunch for them. He had used the meat they had brought along, which, luckily, hadn't gone bad despite the heat. He knew, though, that it wouldn't have lasted much longer in these desert conditions.
"Thank you so much, Will. I wish I could have helped..." Isabella said, her voice filled with gratitude as she dabbed at her forehead with a small towel. She was still feeling the effects of the desert heat. Clearly, she found it hard to cope with the hot, dry weather of the northern desert.
Even Aimee wasn't sweating like her.
William gently brushed off her apology. "No need to say thanks. Let's just enjoy the meal," he insisted.