Departure.

[Kevin]

Taylin packed the last of her trunks of clothes and jewelry. The liveried servants of the Tower packed her horses and she smiled to herself. It was high time she leave Hama Valon, there was nothing politically or friendly left here for her. She wore a gown of purple, and had her hair done in a multitude of small braids. Leaving the Green Ajah halls, she left no notice of where she was headed, not even for the Captain General. As dawn broke, she was on her way out of the city.