The eastern transport left from the same lower district dock Vane had first arrived at, three years and an entire different life ago, and Evangeline was waiting there when the group arrived, alone, no guards, no ceremony.
"I wanted to see you off properly," she said, before anyone could ask why the Headmistress of Zenith Academy was standing on a public dock at dawn. "Not through a letter. Not through a formal notice filed somewhere in an office neither of us will ever see again."
