Tar Valon is larger than Cairhien and Caemlyn together. Sevanna saw nothing, of course. Scanning through his looking glass revealed not a sign of the sister, the Aiel or anything else living. The procession drew crowds along the broad avenues and filled the windows and rooftops as word raced ahead.
A man stepped out from the crew, in baggy green silk breeches and with an ivory-hilted sword and dagger thrust behind his sash. The scattered trees were taller, but just as sere, even the pines. The long North Barracks loomed across the wide courtyard, four hulking floors of flat-roofed dark stone. Maeric was not sure what he himself believed, but a man did not abandon sept and clan.
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