"You will be responsible for steering, for the most part. Doesn't sound too hard, does it?'

"Yes. What else is there to steer?"

"There's a rudder at the back of the boat. You be in charge of making sure it's leading us in the right direction, and from time to time we might need you behind the wheel."

"You'll get a feel for it before long, I'm sure."

"Anything else?"

"Then I suppose that's the end of the tour. Let me take you to the rudder of the ship and I'll show you the basics."

Hawthorne turned around and led her to the back of the ship -- just above the captain's quarters. "That's the rudder." He pointed to a large piece of wood that was connected to the back of the ship. "It connects to something that steers the ship under water."

The entire time, Atlantis trailed after her first mate and quartermaster with a faintly amused expression as Hawthorne showed Jeanie around the ship. 

She looked excited at the thought.  "Oh that would be fascinating!"

"It definitely would!"  She said with a bright smile.

"The next time we pull into a port, I'll see if that could be arranged." Atlantis said with a slight smile. Her eyes twinkling, she turned to Jeanie and asked, "Miss Robins, would you like to see how we sail the "Seabelle" so fast?"

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With a mysterious smile, Atlantis looked up at the sails and flicked her wrist. Instantly, a huge gale of wind rushed into the sails and the "Seabelle" glided forward, swift and sleek. 

Another elegant twirl of her wrist and more powerful gales blew into the billowing white sails of the "Seabelle."

Atlantis' magicked winds stirred up the sea into small waves that sprayed against the sides of the ship and rustled people's hair and tugged at their clothes. The breezes carried the scent of salty sea air and Atlantis' own hibiscus-jasmine-sea-breeze-ozone fragrance. 

Atlantis seemed to be absorbed in the magic of it, too. She gazed up at the endless blue sky and big white clouds and bright sunshine, and she worked her magic.