"My father mentioned you in his letters." Princess Celia held Prince Tam gently, inspecting him at regular intervals as if to be sure he still breathed. "I had made my peace with God and determined to die bravely, keeping my son safe to the end. It still feels like a dream to be here, alive, warm and returning to the palace. I never imagined being rescued."

"Your father wanted Anglia to have its own airship. The one I flew is a prototype. I will have to design heating to make them ...