“No problem. Had to come out of my own coin-purse, but I felt I could help out. However, I hope you can now appreciate why Gethrenia doesn’t have a fleet of them now. Also, so long as you let me borrow her once in a while,” the king said, opening the door to the bridge. The room consisted of a wooden platform that was dominated by the helm wheel which directed the ship and was surrounded by six heavy brass levers controlling the fins: three on either side, with several valve readers to observe water pressure and temperature as well as air pressure to gauge hull and envelope integrity. The platform overlooked a half dome of glass set within thick wooden frames that extended from the wooden ‘roof’ that formed the upper deck and the gas filled envelope immediately above it. The frames arched down and inwards. Once they descended below the cloud layer, it’d give them a staggering view of Firthengart.