It didn't take long for everyone to say their goodbyes and for me to excuse myself to my father. This event always made him a bit sad and aloof, so we had barely talked that night, a development that was fine by me. Aata went ahead, waiting in the hallways outside of the tent as appropriate. The cold halls seemed even chillier after the time spent in the now warm tents near the fire and I could feel that being up so late was also making me a little cold. Still, it was only a few minute walk to my chambers so I was not expecting the feel of a cape draping around my shoulders, the beautiful feathers ruffling slightly and seeming to catch the light from every torch in the palace.
The cloak was heavy, soft on the inside, while the outside was made of meticilously arranged layers of feathers,
