The Air Ship Yards.

Blake was meet at the docks with a missive from his superiors. It was curt brief and too the point, and not terribly helpful. He crumbles it in a ball and throws it away. He then hurries up to Ambre.

"Well, there is a slight change in plans. Originally they were going o put you up for a week, while they investigate your identity. However, I just found out they were going to put you up in the barracks."

He shakes his head in disgust.

"Damn bureaucrats, that is no place for a new mother and her children. You will be staying in my home, one of my sisters just gave birth. She can wet nurse, while you recover your strength. I've sent for carriage it will be here shortly."

"Yes it should be more comfortable than the barracks. Unfortunately it won't be much quieter. They gave me a manor with my ship, which I didn't need. So my entire family uses it instead."

Just as he said soon a carriage rolls up. Devrin opens the door, offering Ambre a hand inside. Once they are settled, it takes them through the streets of Niréal. The city is a little different from most other in Gauldin. Though the architecture is just as lovely, there are far more guards and soldiers. The streets are impeccable clean, and their is an air of rigidity. Not surprising for a city under military law. Still the people look happy and healthy. It does not take long to get to the officers quarter. The carriage pulls up to one of the smaller manors.

<Exit to Captain Blake's Home.>

Blake was in his uniform and when they arrived at the dock he tossed a jacket to Camilla. The jacket is from the standard air marine. It isn't a perfect fit but it is good enough. He grins and say's with a laugh.

"First things first! Safety, never get caught top deck without your jacket. Punishment varies from captain to captain but it's rarely pleasant. Reason is simple, all Royal air uniforms have a feather fall enchantment. If you go over board without it you are as good as dead."

He waits for Camilla to tug the jacket on before he escorts her to their ship. It is eighteen feet long from keel to stern, and about ten feet across. It has a single large mast and two smaller masts.to either side. He points at the main mast.

"That is where we will host the main sail. That is what will catch the wind and pull us forward. The side masts are were we hoist the lift sails, those stretch out horizontally and control our pitch and yaw."

Blake steps on board and turns and offers Camilla a hand he escort her to the back of the ship where the ships wheel and power box are. Be kicks thr box and say's with a grin.

"This is what powers the ship. Inside is a chunk of Cieltherium that powers the levitation runes. On a larger ship the crystal needs constant regulation, since it's a lot bigger, a lot more powerful, and less stable. A small stone is safe. We can't go above the clouds but we can skim pretty high. Now help hoist the sales."

Blake demonstrates how to hoist the main sail and how to cut it. He shows her how the loft sails connect with the ships wheel. He then shows her the power regulator next to the box. Then he brings them slowly up into the sky.

"As often as I can be."

Blake says with a grin. The grin he has on his face now is different from the usual. His grins vary from cocksure, to sly, to happy, to teasing. This one though is giddy, joyous, childish, eager. It is the kind of pure happy smile that a babe has when looking at it's mother. Blake was a man who was born to fly. He counted his lucky stars he was born in Gauldin where it was possible for anyone to do so. He sets course for outside the city and says with a grin.

"I've got a treat for you. Special permission to do a fly over of the Pegasus training grounds. I think you will get a kick out of it."

<Exit to the Pegasus Training Fields.>

Blake follows Camilla off of the ship. He is sorry to be leaving her, but he supposed it was time to get back on land. His eyes as they often do drift to Camilla. The only thing he loved more than flying was her. Which was why he was immensely pleased with how the trip had changed her. She was happier, calmer, and just more content with her lot. So many bad things had been piled upon her, but she had proven stronger than them. He comes up next to her and with a casual ease wraps his arm around her waist.

"So you happy to be home?"

Blake asks as the carriage pulls up. He offers her a hand getting inside, and soon it is moving toward his house.

The carriage rumbles down the cobble stone path. Blake leans back and closes his eye. Over all he had to say he was happy with the change wrought in Camilla. Beyond the mental ones, the physical ones were good as well. She was hale and hearty and there hadn't been any further sleep walking incidents. Well no serious ones anyway. After a moment in silence he says off handedly.

"Oh, by the way I got a missive just before we landed. You have your freedom again. You can go where you wish, when you wish. Whatever those bastards are doing, it doesn't involve the rest of the world. You should be safe..."

He cracks his eye and says with a grin.

"Well as long as you don't do anything crazy again."

The carriage rumbles to a stop and Blake gets out, offering her a hand once again.

<Exit to Blake's house.>