If Prince Rhys and Lyle had been too cold before, they were too hot now. The Bernink Province was an almost-inhospitable desert, clearly not suitable for humans. Lyle removed the cloak from around him.
"Rhys, it's too hot to be wearing this. Here." Lyle said, handing Rhys his cloak back. He re-pinned it, and then he tried to think about what they were doing here. The intense heat was making it hard to concentrate. Luckily for them, Mieu wasn't affected by the heat, so she reminded them that they were here to find the Weather Station.
"We should look for a town or a village. That way we can get some information." Rhys said, wiping the sweat off his forehead.
"A town or a village? In this hot wasteland? Rhys, you've lost it!" Lyle replied, using his cape to soak up the sweat off his face.
"It's possible. Some people may choose to live in a desert. I've heard of a village of cyborgs called Hazatak, situated in this very desert!" Mieu said. She began trudging through the desert, with Rhys and Lyle close behind her.
Fifteen minutes later, and they were only slightly closer to the location of Hazatak. Rhys and Lyle were thoroughly exhausted and fairly dehydrated. They stopped to rest, therefore forcing Mieu to wait for them. It was a lucky thing that she was patient, for it took the party twenty minutes to get going again.
Finally, after three hours of trekking, the party had reached the outer limits of Hazatak. Mieu told the others that they would be able to rest soon. She led Rhys and Lyle to an inn. When they got there, they pushed open the door and went inside.
"Phew! I'm exhausted!" Rhys panted, collapsing to the floor in a heap, which is not a dignified thing for a prince to do. Lyle followed his example and allowed gravity to take him to the ground. Mieu had started talking with the innkeeper.
"Are those two with you?" the innkeeper asked.
"Yes, they are. We've just had to walk through the desert." Mieu replied.
"Is one of them a prince? Some of those clothes look a little too rich for the common folk. I mean, if you do have a prince with you... then, I'll let you stay for free. If I'm mistaken, it's 140 meseta a head." For information's sake, meseta is the currency of this world. It's roughly 500 meseta to £1.
"Yes. Over there. That's Prince Rhys of the Chalst Province." Mieu said, pointing to the dishevelled princely heap that was Rhys.
"In that case, do you care to stay for the night?" the innkeeper asked kindly. Mieu asked Rhys and Lyle if they wanted to stay for the night.
"That'd be nice. We need to rest up." Rhys said.
"Yeah. We've had a long journey." Lyle said. Mieu then told the innkeeper that they would be staying, and so she went up and prepared three beds for them. When the beds were prepared, the threesome headed upstairs and prepared to rest up ready for the next day.