Cairhien
At the Jangai Gate of Cairhien, the sounds of the Foregate bustle drown out almost everything as the throngs of brightly colored Cairhienin move about their business. Hawkers cry their wares and street performers attempt to awe crowds for a penny or two. Here and there the sounds of manufacturing are heard from the rings of forgers' hammers and their shouts at apprentices.
But even the mass of Foregaters part way for the wake of Aes Sedai. And they did, as six women in red shawls make their way through the unpaved streets, escorted by a score of Tar Valon city guardsmen bearing the Flame on their breastplates and cloaks. Their destination is unclear, but six of the Red Ajah has a very clear meaning: there's a male channeler in the Foregate, and he's about to have company.