Fredric smiled at her appreciation, giving a nod. This relieved his embarrassment a bit and he continued with her through the house to the backyard. Hidden by the manor and moored to the ground is the airship he had spoken of. A large metal structure floats just above the ground, painted in Mekhal house colors. Steering vanes and a large wooden propeller move with the breeze at the back of the craft. The whole structure is suspended and netted to a large bag made of animal skins. "I promise you my dear Queen, the inside is warm and this is the fastest and safest way to travel the country side. We'll turn a two or three day ride into a trip of only a few hours. I offer you a lunch while we're aboard. Only the finest veal to be found in all the land." He turns his head to look at her, a grin on his face. "Warm parkas to keep your beautiful wings safe and unmarred. Would you care to join me for a tour of the land? Perhaps even some time in the snow?"