Before she left, she wanted to say goodbye to Talon. He was the only one of these rotten people that she would truly miss on her journey. He had helped her settle into Noxian high society and had been a good friend to her. Riven asked Katarina if he could see her off before she went on her journey. Katarina eyed her cautiously. Rumors have swirled among them for months about their budding relationship, even though he was engaged to Cassio.

"Normally I would say no, however he will be at the harbor today to complete a last minute mission and you will have the opportunity to see him there before you leave. I will allow it."

Riven thanked her and hurried on her way.

The harbor was crowded as usual with greedy merchants and wailing, noisy people. The salty sea air had a pungent smell that made the hot day even more difficult to stand for Riven, who was wearing a peasant's heavy winter dress with huge pockets as well as a large hood in order to hide her identity. These strange orders of course could only come from Katarina.

Clutching in tow the boat ticket that Kat gave her, Riven pushed through the crowd and tried to find the man she wanted so desperately to see. His purple hood and clothing often made him flamboyant among people but this time she couldn't seem to spot him anywhere. There was a crowd gathering around around a shop but it was no use going near to see if he was there, Talon hated being in the spotlight and always worked in the shadows. After a half hour of searching, she finally realized that Katarina was probably joking around with her when she said he was going to be here as a last act of torture on her feelings. Sighing, she asked a stranger for the time and learned that it would take at least 15 minutes before the boat would begin boarding.

Riven paced back and forth along a not so crowded dock in an attempt to find solace from the noisy crowd, only to find vendors screaming in her face about their amazing products that would prevent sea sickness and miracle creams that would stop aches. A beggar boy came by and asked for spare change and she had to politely refuse.

"I'm sorry, little boy. I have no money." She told him. The boy tugged on her dress when she attempted to walk away from him

"Why do you have a boat ticket then, ay?" He took a look at her face underneath the hood before she turned away in shame.

"Such pale hair!" He gasped, "In Noxus of all places! You must be that Commander everyone has been talking about! Riven, right?" Riven looked around to see if anyone heard what he had said and hushed the child. People were too busy around that shop still, it seemed.

"Will you keep your voice down little boy? I don't need any unnecessary attention. And yes, I am her."

"Stop calling me a little boy! I'm a yordle. A yordle!" He whimpered in response.

"What's a yordle doing in Noxus? And why are you telling me this?" She asked him. If any of the higher ups learned that a yordle was on Noxus mainland they would dispose of them immediately. Most Noxians considered yordles sub-human and a waste of space. The yordle's face turned grave as he seemed to have remembered something.

"How are you alive?" He asked, his tone serious, while poking at her skin to see if she if she was real. Riven paused in her movements.

"What do you mean, why am I alive? Why wouldn't I be alive?"

"I just saw you get killed by some drunk assassin in purple, that's why! He sliced your neck open, like this!" He took his finger and stroked it horizontally against his neck. "Then he shouted, 'Oh Riven, how could you turn out to be such a traitor! After all Noxus has done for you.. After all I..' and then he threw up all over your dead face before he could continue." The yordle stopped and then began again, "Don't you see that group of people over there? They're looking at your body! You some sort of ghost?"

Riven was shocked. Everything made sense now. Why she couldn't find him. Why Katarina permitted her to see him. Katarina never wanted to restore her titles or honor, she just wanted her dead. The pain of learning that Talon had killed her, or someone that he thought was her, made her feel numb inside.

"Ghost lady you okay?" The yordle's small voice broke her chain of thought.

"I'm not a ghost. That - that wasn't me. That was someone who he thought was me. Someone who looked like me." Tears streamed down her face. Now there was really no hope of her regaining her life back in Noxus. She hoped that Talon would help her. She hoped that he would ask General DuCoteau to have some mercy on her when she returned from Ionia. But now she was dead, and Talon, her friend, had killed her. He would be bestowed with 300 gold for doing so. The yordle realized what was happening and grabbed her hand.

"Hey, don't cry. I won't tell anyone who you are. Besides, if people think you're dead, that means you're safe now! Although I wish I could say the same for that girl he thought was you." Riven realized the little yordle was right and wiped the tears from her face. She still had her boat ticket. It wasn't like Katarina was going to check if a dead person boarded on a boat. She could begin a new life in Ionia.

A large honk filled her ears. Riven turned her eyes to the boat she was supposed to go on and noticed that it was starting to board. She hurried towards the boat when she remembered that the little yordle would probably face death if she didn't find a way to get him out of Noxus. She had to help him.

"You're just like me yordle. And you practically saved my life by informing me of what happened, so I'll return the favor." Riven grabbed the little yordle, hit him on the back of his head to knock him out and stuffed him inside one of her large pockets. The dress was useful after all.