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finished, and set her fork across the plate, indicating that she was done. The first suitor approached not two minutes later. “Lady Valette Renoux?” the young man asked, bowing just slightly. He wore a green vest beneath his long, dark suit coat. “I am Lord Rian Strobe. Would you care to dance?” “My lord,” Vin said, gl... |
herself growing bored. The room was well ventilated, but she still felt hot beneath the layers of fabric. Her legs were especially bad, since they had to deal with her ankle-long undergarments. The long sleeves didn’t help either, though the silky material was soft against her skin. The dancing continued, and she watch... |
at a local forge. Reen had taken Vin, sneaking her in, insisting that she at least see her father once—though she still didn’t understand why. She had memorized the face anyway. She resisted the urge to shrink down in her chair. There was no way the man would be able to recognize her—he didn’t even know she existed. Sh... |
The stone tiles of the floor below formed a pattern she hadn’t noticed, a kind of freeform curving of gray upon white. Mists? she wondered idly, leaning against the railing. It, like the lantern bracket behind her, was intricate and detailed—both had been wrought in the form of thick, curving vines. To her sides, the t... |
look.” “Timid?” Vin asked. “I’m not the one staring at his book when there’s a young lady standing by him, never having properly introduced himself.” The man raised a speculative eyebrow. “Now, see, you sound like my father. Far better looking, but just as grumpy.” Vin glared at him. Finally, he rolled his eyes. “Very ... |
well, never mind that. I think your Terrisman is looking for you.” Vin started, glancing over the side of the balcony. Sure enough, Sazed’s tall form stood by her now-empty table, speaking to a serving boy. Vin yelped quietly. “I’ve got to go,” she said, turning toward the stairwell. “Ah, well then,” Elend said, “back ... |
conversation with Lord Elend. Sazed’s inquiries had been respectful, of course, but they had also been forceful. The Terrisman seemed, in Vin’s opinion, unduly worried about her exchange with the young nobleman. They hadn’t really talked about anything important, and Elend himself was decidedly unspectacular for a Grea... |
boy?” Kelsier asked. “He asked her to dance,” Sazed said. “But Mistress Vin was wise enough to decline. Apparently, their meeting was a matter of idle happenstance—but I fear she may have caught his eye.” Kelsier chuckled. “You taught her too well, Saze. In the future, Vin, perhaps you should try to be a little less ch... |
room, whistling amiably to himself. Too nonchalant, Vin thought. And too secretive. He usually tells us which families he plans to hit. “I think I will retire,” Vin said, yawning. Sazed eyed her suspiciously, but let her go as Renoux began speaking quietly to him. Vin scrambled up the stairs to her room, threw on her m... |
bar in her palm—she’d need it to soften her landing if she was wrong—then stepped up in front of the second pair of bars and launched herself into the air. She Pushed hard, flaring her steel, throwing herself as far up into the sky as she could. As she flew, she flared her iron, searching for other sources of metal. Th... |
lip on a rooftop, trying to decide what had led her back to the massive keep. The cool wind ruffled her hair and cloak, and she thought she felt a few tiny raindrops on her cheek. She sat for a long moment, her toes growing cold. Then she noticed motion to her right. She crouched immediately, flaring her tin. Kelsier s... |
want you and the others to worry about me.” “Everything you do is dangerous,” Vin said. “Why would we worry any more if you told us specifics?” “Some tasks are even more dangerous than others,” Kelsier said quietly. Vin paused, then glanced to the side, in the direction Kelsier had been going. Toward the center of the ... |
Now you’re lecturing me.” Vin blushed. Finally, Kelsier sighed, reaching beneath his cloak to pull something out. “I can’t believe I’m considering this,” he muttered, handing her the bit of metal. Vin studied the tiny, silvery ball of metal. It was so reflective and bright that it almost seemed to be a drop of liquid, ... |
and backing away in confusion. “I just burned atium too,” Kelsier said. “I can see what you’re going to do, and that changes what I’m going to do—which in turn changes what you’re going to do. The images reflect each of the possible actions we might take.” “It’s confusing,” Vin said, watching the insane jumble of image... |
sounds of their approach. Kredik Shaw lay before them. The peaked spires and sheer towers rose like dark talons in the night. They varied greatly in thickness—some were wide enough to house stairwells and large rooms, but others were simply thin rods of steel jutting up into the sky. The variety gave the mass a twisted... |
him. Turn on your copper; that will make you immune.” Vin nodded, burning copper. Immediately, the sensation went away. “Good?” Kelsier asked. She nodded again. “All right, then,” he said, giving her a handful of coins. “Stay close to me, and keep your atium handy—just in case.” With that, he threw himself off the roof... |
tearing through the guard’s flesh and dropping him. She burned iron, Pulling the coins back to her hand. She turned with a bloodied fist, spraying the room with metal, dropping three soldiers. Kelsier felled the last with his impromptu staff. I just killed four men, Vin thought, stunned. Before, Reen had always done th... |
the windows she had seen earlier, except less abstract. She saw a mountain. A large cavern. A pool of light. And something very dark. Kelsier strode forward, and Vin turned. The center of the room was dominated by a small structure—a building within the building. Ornate, with carved stone and flowing patterns, the sing... |
one she had come in through. She clutched Kelsier’s coin pouch and burned iron, frantically seeking an anchor down the corridor. Must get away! She grabbed the first bit of metal she saw and yanked, tearing herself off the ground. She shot down the corridor at an uncontrolled speed, terror flaring her iron. She lurched... |
go, lest his power pin her back against the wall. I’ll need something to block with. Something that isn’t made of metal. As she heard the Inquisitor step into the room, she found what she needed—a large, leather-bound book sitting beside the altar. She grabbed it, then paused. There was no use in being rich if she died... |
still carried the axelike weapon, its edge coated with blood. Her blood. I’m going to die, she thought with terror. And then she heard it. Rain. It was faint, but her tin-ears picked it out behind her. She spun, lurching through a door, and was rewarded by the sight of a large archway on the other side of the room. Mis... |
toward another spire, caught it weakly, then immediately Pushed off again. The Inquisitor followed, thuds sounding as he jumped from spire to spire behind her. He found me. He couldn’t see me, hear me, or sense me. But he found me. Vin hit a spire, holding it by one hand, limply hanging in the night. Her strength was n... |
his ribs were cracked. Kelsier flared the pewter. The fire within felt good—it gave him a focus for his anger and self-loathing. One of the apprentices worked quickly, tying a bandage around Kelsier’s largest gash. Clubs sat with Ham at the side of the kitchen; Breeze was away visiting a suburb. “By the Lord Ruler, Kel... |
room, eyes wide with fright. Kelsier flared his metals. The back door to the kitchen slammed open. A tall, dark form in wet robes stood in the rain. And he carried a cloth-wrapped figure in his arms. “Sazed!” Kelsier said. “She is badly wounded,” Sazed said, stepping quickly into the room, his fine robes streaming with... |
the trip with haste. I was still too late. . . .” “No, my friend,” Kelsier said. “You’ve done well this night. Far better than I.” Sazed sighed, then reached over and fingered the large book he’d set aside before beginning the surgery. The tome was wet with rainwater and blood. Kelsier regarded it, frowning. “What is t... |
we still don’t know what’s in that room.” Kelsier eyed the book Sazed had set on the table. The rainwater had marked it, but the tome was obviously designed to endure. It was strapped tightly to prevent water from seeping in, and the cover was of well-cured leather. “No,” Kelsier finally said. “We don’t.” But we do hav... |
did. He knows the palace fairly well, from the plans we made three years ago, and he . . .” Vin frowned as Dockson trailed off. “What?” “He said the Inquisitors didn’t seem very focused on killing him. They left one to chase him, and sent two after you.” Why? Vin thought. Did they simply want to concentrate their energ... |
to formulate what she wanted to say. “The palace . . . the Inquisitors . . . We’re not invincible, are we?” She flushed; it sounded stupid when she said it that way. Kelsier, however, just smiled. He seemed to understand what she meant. “No, Vin,” he said quietly. “We’re far from it.” Vin watched the landscape pass out... |
became useless to them? She had to prove to them that she could do what they needed her to. There were functions to attend, a society to infiltrate. She had so much work to do; she couldn’t afford to spend any more of it sleeping. In addition, she needed to return to her Allomantic practice sessions. It had only taken ... |
herself. When you become Lady Valette, you show a completely different side of yourself. She turned, flaring pewter to help her climb the northern set of stairs. She let her flare lapse as she reached the top, returning to a normal burn. As Kelsier said, it was dangerous to flare metals for too extended a period; an Al... |
Vin said. Sazed nodded. “Religious truths are my particular specialty.” “But, you remember other things too?” Sazed nodded. “Like what?” “Well,” Sazed said, closing the tome he had been studying. “Languages, for instance.” Vin immediately recognized the glyph-covered cover. “The book I found in the palace! How did you ... |
Sazed said. “And, my people are not as completely subjugated as the Lord Ruler would believe, I think. We hide Keepers beneath his very eyes, and some of us even gather the courage to break our training.” He paused, then shook his head. “It is not an easy thing, however. We are a weak people, Mistress. We are eager to ... |
seen a cultivated garden. On burglaries or scouting missions, she had occasionally seen ornamental plants, but she’d never given them much heed—they, like many noble interests, had seemed frivolous to her. She hadn’t realized how beautiful the plants could be when arranged carefully. Mansion Renoux’s garden balcony was... |
the Renoux grounds. Kelsier didn’t see it as a danger to the job, but it did mean that Vin had to maintain her persona whenever possible. I can’t believe that people live like this, Vin thought as some servants began clearing away the meal. How can noblewomen fill their days with so much nothing? No wonder everyone’s e... |
made her a bit more outspoken, if nothing else.” “I don’t have anything to do,” Vin said. “It’s driving me insane.” Breeze set his cup of wine on the table. “Some would find your state quite enviable, Vin.” “Then they must already be insane.” “Oh, they’re mostly noblemen,” Kelsier said. “So, yes, they’re quite mad.” “T... |
certain, Master Ladrian,” Sazed said. “However, understanding the real history behind the Ascension will be of use, I think. At the very least, it will give us some insight to the Lord Ruler’s mind.” Kelsier shrugged. “The Ministry thinks it’s important—Vin said she found it in some kind of shrine in the central palace... |
gardens outside. When regarded as static items, like a solitary plant, the dresses were only mildly impressive. However, when she considered attending the ball, the gowns took on a new meaning. They were beautiful, and they would make her beautiful. They were the face she would show to the court, and she wanted to choo... |
onto the balcony. She paused, not wanting to interrupt, but he gave her one of his characteristic smiles. She walked forward, joining him at the carved stone balcony railing. He turned and looked westward—not at the grounds, but beyond them. Toward the wilderness, lit by a setting sun, outside of town. “Does it ever lo... |
said. “I’m not really sure why. But . . . do you stop loving someone just because they betray you? I don’t think so. That’s what makes the betrayal hurt so much—pain, frustration, anger . . . and I still loved her. I still do.” “How?” Vin asked. “How can you? And, how can you possibly trust people? Didn’t you learn fro... |
shook his head. “I decided that I’d see her dream fulfilled. I’d make a world where flowers returned, a world with green plants, a world where no soot fell from the sky. . . .” He trailed off, then sighed. “I know. I’m insane.” “Actually,” Vin said quietly, “it kind of makes sense. Finally.” Kelsier smiled. The sun san... |
filled out the upper portions of their dresses with voluptuous curves, and moved elegantly in the frilled splendor of the lower folds. Vin occasionally caught glimpses of the women’s feet, and they didn’t wear simple slippers like her own, but rather high-heeled shoes. “Why don’t I have shoes like that?” she asked quie... |
excuse to seek them out later and mingle in their groups. You don’t need to participate in conversations—you just have to listen. At future balls, perhaps some of the young men will begin to ask you to accompany them. Then you’ll be able to sit at their table and listen to all of their discussions.” “You mean, sit with... |
you that the Ventures were an annoying lot. I’m just trying to live up to the description.” “You’re the one that made up the description!” “Convenient, that,” Elend said, smiling slightly as he read. Vin sighed in frustration, scowling. Elend peeked up over his book. “That’s a stunning dress. It’s almost as beautiful a... |
Let’s see how he reacts if I don’t interrupt his reading, Vin thought in annoyance, remembering her lessons, and eating her food with a lady’s grace. It wasn’t a large meal—mostly some rich, buttered vegetables—and the sooner she finished, the sooner she could get to dancing. At least then she wouldn’t have to sit with... |
I don’t know. Maybe I’m too curious, but they interest me. Did you ever hear them talk to one another? Did they sound like regular people?” “What?” Vin asked. “Of course they did. What else would they sound like?” “Well, you know what the Ministry teaches.” She didn’t. However, if it was regarding the skaa, it probably... |
I’m beneath their notice. But, why is Elend paying attention to me? Is it simply what Sazed said—a ploy to annoy his father? Why, then, does he seem interested in what I have to say? “Lord Liese,” Vin said. “Do you know much of Elend Venture?” Liese looked up. “Um, I . . .” “Don’t focus so much on the dancing,” Vin sai... |
though the balls continued, there were more and more absences as people didn’t attend parties thrown by their political rivals. When the dance ended, Vin felt good about her efforts. She probably hadn’t discovered much of value to Kelsier—however, Liese was only the beginning. She’d work up to more important people. Wh... |
Hopefully, one would come ask her to dance soon. “Do you know a Lady Shan?” Vin asked idly as she waited. Surprisingly, Elend looked up. “Shan Elariel?” “I assume so,” Vin said. “Who is she?” Elend turned back to his book. “Nobody important.” Vin raised an eyebrow. “Elend, I’ve only been doing this for a few months, bu... |
through the books for a likely candidate. The one she was most interested in—Elend’s small, leather-bound notebook—was missing. Instead, she picked a large, blue tome and hefted it over to her side of the table. She had picked it for its large lettering—was paper really so expensive that scribes needed to cram as many ... |
with as much grace as she could muster. The Terrisman led Vin toward a table a short distance from her own. The table was well attended, with five women seated around it, and Vin picked out Shan immediately. Lady Elariel was obviously the statuesque woman with long dark hair. She wasn’t participating in the conversatio... |
the plate and walked off with it. “You really are a dull-minded thing, aren’t you?” Shan asked. Vin paused. “What does Her Ladyship want from me?” “I’ll tell you eventually—assuming Lord Venture decides to keep playing with you.” Vin caught just the barest flash of hatred in her eyes when she said Elend’s name. “For no... |
the Terrisman hadn’t left it behind. Curious, Vin reached over and slid the book out from underneath the larger book. It had had a black leather cover, and the spine read Weather Patterns of the Northern Dominance. Vin frowned, turning the book over in her hands. There was no title page, nor was an author listed. It la... |
new and I’m low-ranked. I suspect that the ladies closer to your station have trouble finding partners, amicable or not. As I understand it, noblemen are uncomfortable dancing with women above their station.” Elend paused, obviously searching for a comeback. Vin leaned forward. “What is it, Elend Venture? Why are you s... |
be standing beside your table.” Vin nodded, accepting her shawl, then walked out the front steps and down the carpeted stairs, Sazed just behind her. Her step was quick—she wanted to get back and tell Kelsier the names she’d memorized before she forgot the whole list. She paused at the landing, waiting for a servant to... |
just as easily as they did that poor boy. It was a sobering thought—one that absorbed her during the entire trip back to Fellise. 19 KELSIER COULD FEEL ANOTHER ALLOMANCER pulsing in the mists. The vibrations washed over him like rhythmic waves brushing up against a tranquil shore. They were faint, but unmistakable. He ... |
House Tekiel. Kelsier left the corpse sitting in its own blood. The gardeners would locate it first—and once the servants knew about the death, no amount of noble obstinacy would keep it quiet. The murder would cause an outcry, and immediate blame would probably be placed upon House Izenry, House Tekiel’s rival. Howeve... |
or caves, coming out for periodic raids. Even Yeden’s rebellion wouldn’t rely much on force—they were counting on the chaos of a house war, mixed with the strategic misdirection of the Luthadel Garrison, to give them an opening. If it came down to an extended campaign, Kelsier would lose. The Lord Ruler and the Steel M... |
don’t care about profits and shipping!” Let him chew on that. Now he thinks I’m of a Great House—of course, if he hadn’t suspected that because of the mistcloak, then he doesn’t deserve his reputation. “Of course, my lord,” Hoid said quickly. “There is more, of course. . . .” Ah, and here we see it. Does the street kno... |
be worth Kelsier’s payment. It seemed that House Renoux’s secrets were safe. It was time to move the discussion along to other houses, so that Hoid wouldn’t get suspicious of Kelsier’s interest in Renoux. “Very well,” Kelsier said. “But if this isn’t worth my time . . .” “It is, my lord. Lady Shan Elariel is a Soother.... |
sickly. Kelsier stumbled, pretending to have a lame leg, and called out to a shadowed figure standing near the square’s quiet fountain. “My lord?” Kelsier asked in a raspy voice. “My lord, is that you?” Lord Straff Venture, leader of House Venture, was a domineering man, even for a nobleman. Kelsier could make out a pa... |
of truth and fiction . . . “This is of little use to me,” Venture said suddenly. “Let’s see how much you really know, informant. Tell me about the Survivor of Hathsin.” Kelsier froze. “Excuse me, my lord?” “You want to get paid?” Venture asked. “Well, tell me about the Survivor. Rumors say he’s returned to Luthadel.” “... |
He found a seat, picking at the fake, soot-stained beard. “You mean this? I hear beards are going to make a return soon. I’m just trying to stay on the edge of fashionability.” Vin snorted. “The edge of beggar fashion, maybe.” “How did the evening go, Kelsier?” Lord Renoux asked. Kelsier shrugged. “Like most others. Fo... |
. . .” Kelsier nodded, rubbing the glue from his chin. “That’s the way court is, Vin. Things can get out of hand quickly. However, this isn’t much of a problem—though it does mean that you’re going to have to be very careful when dealing with House Venture, Lord Renoux. We’ll want to see what kind of reaction they have... |
I think one of the other noblewomen was trying to find the book. I saw one of her servants rifling through them.” “Which noblewoman?” “Shan Elariel.” Kelsier nodded. “Former fiancée. She’s probably searching for something to blackmail the Venture boy with.” “I think she’s an Allomancer, Kelsier.” Kelsier nodded distrac... |
me. Elend Venture doesn’t care about us or the skaa. He’s a gentleman anarchist because it’s fashionable and exciting.” “He talked to me about the skaa,” Vin said. “He wanted to know if they were intelligent, and if they acted like real people.” “And was his interest compassionate or intellectual?” She paused. “See,” K... |
inability to gather useful information; she was getting increasingly annoyed at having her questions avoided. She was growing experienced enough to tell that there was a great deal of intrigue going on, yet she was still too new to be allowed a part in it. Still, while her outsider status was annoying, Kelsier was conf... |
think some of the stories skaa told about their cruelty must be exaggerated. And yet, when she saw events like that poor boy’s execution or the skaa children, she had to wonder. How could the nobility not see? How could they not understand? She sighed, looking away from the skaa as the carriage finally rolled up to Man... |
thing you’re back—I want you to spend a little time with him before we leave.” Vin frowned. “With Marsh?” Kelsier nodded. “He’s a Misting Seeker. Bronze is one of the less useful metals, especially for a full Mistborn, but Marsh claims he can show you a few tricks. This will probably be your last chance to train with h... |
it would take weeks to repair the damage. Besides, there was always Elend. He’d probably forget about her if she disappeared again. He’s already forgotten you, she told herself. He’s barely spoken to you during the last three parties. Keep your head on, Vin. This is all just another scam—a game, like the ones you pulle... |
build and blond hair, but he wasn’t as handsome. Maybe it was the lack of a smile. He pointed up, toward the mansion’s fore-balcony. “Wait for me up there.” Vin opened her mouth to reply, but something about Marsh’s expression made her shut it again. He reminded her of the old times, several months ago, when she had no... |
friend. “Very well,” Marsh said, sitting beside her, resting one arm on the balcony railing. His voice sounded a little less annoyed when he continued.“Kelsier says that you have spent very little time training with the internal mental abilities. Correct?” Vin nodded again. “I suspect that many full Mistborn neglect th... |
“Good,” Marsh said appreciatively. “You’ve practiced.” “Not much,” Vin admitted. He cocked an eyebrow. “Not much? You can already determine pulse origins. That takes practice.” Vin shrugged. “It seems natural to me.” Marsh was still for a moment. “Very well,” he eventually said. “Are the two pulses different?” Vin conc... |
of yourself, with pewter you Push on something inside of yourself.” “But, bronze and copper,” Vin said. “Kelsier called them internal metals, but it seems like they affect external things. Copper keeps people from sensing when you use Allomancy.” Marsh shook his head. “Copper doesn’t change your opponents, it changes s... |
head. “You knew the other metals instinctively. You were burning pewter and tin that day—just a tiny bit, barely noticeable. You probably got the metals from water and dining utensils. Did you ever wonder why you survived when so many others died?” Vin paused. I did live through a lot of beatings. A lot of days with no... |
better. The Pits changed him. Her . . . death changed him.” What’s this? Vin thought, perking up slightly. There was definitely something here, too. Hurt. Deep hurt, more than a man should feel for a sister-in-law. So that’s it. It wasn’t just “everyone” who liked Kelsier more, it was one person in particular. Someone ... |
worry that I’m not the hero everyone thinks I am, the text said. Kelsier lowered the booklet, his cabin shaking slightly from the efforts of the pullers outside. He was glad that Sazed had provided him with a copy of the translated portions of the Lord Ruler’s logbook before the caravan boats’ departure. There was bles... |
caravan. Yeden stepped out of his cabin, surprised. “Lord Kelsier! We’ve, uh, arrived at the crossroads.” “I can see that,” Kelsier said, glancing back along the line of boats. The men on the towpath spoke excitedly, pointing. It felt strange to use Allomancy so obviously in the daylight, and before so many people. The... |
waving, and several members of his squad scrambled forward; they didn’t have half their leader’s sense of military decorum. Still, Kelsier was impressed. The last time he’d visited, the men had been typically ragtag and uncoordinated, like most skaa outcasts. Ham and his officers had done their work well. The soldiers ... |
descent. It wasn’t an easy entrance to get through. That, however, was the idea. “It’s good to see you, Kell,” Ham said. It was odd to see him in clothing that wasn’t missing the sleeves. In fact, his militaristic outfit looked rather formal, with square-cut lines and buttons down the front. “How many have you brought ... |
natural growth of the cave complex. There were hundreds of similar cave systems in the Central Dominance, though most weren’t as extensive. And only one—the Pits of Hathsin—grew atium geodes. “Anyway, Yeden’s right,” Ham said, twisting his way through a narrow place in the tunnel. “You picked a great place to hide thes... |
together groups of a hundred men—all ones you trust—to go tromp around up in the forest. If someone comes looking for us, we won’t be able to hide the fact that lots of people have passed through the area. However, we might be able to muddle the tracks so much that the trails all lead nowhere.” “Good idea.” “I’m full o... |
brought Yeden to replace you. Dox and I decided it would be better to rotate him in as the army’s commander—that way, the troops get used to him as their leader. Besides, we need you back in Luthadel. Someone has to visit the Garrison and gather intelligence, and you’re the only one with any military contacts.” “So, I’... |
Beaten to death right in front of him. That night, Kelsier had Snapped, coming into his powers as a Mistborn. The next night, men had died. Many men. Survivor of Hathsin. A man who shouldn’t live. Even after watching her die, I couldn’t decide if she’d betrayed me or not. Did she give me that geode out of love? Or did ... |
shrugged. “No, Ham,” Kelsier said. “It isn’t right. This isn’t right. I know it’s hard to see—things have been this way for so long—but something very serious is wrong with the way skaa live. You have to believe that.” Ham paused, then nodded. “Let’s go,” Kelsier said. “I want to visit that other entrance.” The week pa... |
can succeed, Kelsier guessed. They need confidence. The rumors about me are a start, but . . . He nudged Ham, getting the man’s attention. “Are there any men who have given you discipline problems?” Kelsier asked quietly. Ham frowned at the odd question. “There are a couple, of course. I’d think there are always dissid... |
battles you prepare to fight. However, they will reap the rewards. Someday, they will call you heroes.” He Rioted Bilg’s emotions even harder. “The Garrison of Luthadel is strong,” Kelsier said, “but we can defeat it—especially if we take the city walls quickly. Do not forget why you came here. This isn’t simply about ... |
noticed earlier. “Captain Demoux.” Immediately, the young captain jumped forward. Kelsier reached over, grabbing his own sword and tossing it down to the man. “You can use a sword, lad?” “Yes, sir!” “Someone fetch a weapon for Bilg and a pair of studded vests.” Kelsier turned toward Bilg. “Noblemen have a tradition. Wh... |
hand. Standing up a bit straighter, Demoux tentatively forced his hand forward. Kelsier Pushed, throwing Bilg backward. The large warrior tumbled to the ground with a cry of surprise. When he rose a moment later, Kelsier didn’t have to Riot his emotions to make him angry. He bellowed in rage, grabbing his sword in two ... |
powers to others. Why, with these abilities, how can we possibly lose?” Ham laid a hand on Yeden’s shoulder, pushing the man back into his seat. “Eat,” he ordered. Then, he turned to Kelsier, pulling his chair closer and speaking in a low voice. “You just lied to my entire army, Kell.” “No, Ham,” Kelsier said quietly. ... |
She turned, shooting a covert glance over her shoulder. “Spook?” she said with surprise as young Lestibournes walked down the garden path. “What are you doing here?” Spook froze, blushing. “Wasing with the Dox to come and be without the stay.” “Dockson?” Vin said. “He’s here too?” Maybe he has news of Kelsier! Spook no... |
regarded her as something of a child. They were friendly and accepting, but they didn’t think to include her. It was probably unintentional, but that didn’t make it any less frustrating. Light shone from the library ahead. Sure enough, Sazed sat inside, translating the last group of pages from the logbook. He looked up... |
related to the Terrisman powers—if they are, I’ll miss them completely.” Sazed paused. “Ah, well,” Vin said nonchalantly, flipping through the pages she hadn’t read. “Looks like he spends a lot of time talking about the Terrismen. Guess I won’t be able to give much input when Kelsier gets back.” “You make a good point,... |
Ruler persecutes the Terris people, but I suspect that it has something to do with those packmen—their leader, Rashek, appears to be a very contrary man. The Lord Ruler often speaks of him in the narrative.” “He mentioned religion,” Vin said. “The Terris religion. Something about prophecies?” Sazed shook his head. “I c... |
your storage. Then you spent a few weeks with weak vision so that you could refill it.” Sazed didn’t respond to the comment. He picked up his pen, obviously intending to turn back to his translation. “Was there anything else, Mistress?” “Yes, as a matter of fact,” Vin said, pulling the handkerchief from her sleeve. “Do... |
He wore a standard nobleman’s suit, and always looked more comfortable in the clothing than the others did. Kelsier was dashing, Breeze immaculate and lavish, but Dockson . . . he simply looked natural in the outfit. He looked up as she entered. “Vin? I’m sorry—I should have sent for you. For some reason I assumed you ... |
was just life—we didn’t know anything better. In fact, I now know that amongst plantation lords, mine was actually rather lenient.” “Why did you leave, then?” Dockson paused. “An event,” he said his voice growing almost wistful. “You know that the law says that a lord can bed any skaa woman that he wishes?” Vin nodded.... |
the desktop. “Vin, they’re all like that.” “I know that’s what some of the skaa say, Dox,” Vin said. “But, the people at the balls, they aren’t like that. I’ve met them, danced with them. Dox, a lot of them are good people. I don’t think they realize how terrible things are for the skaa.” Dockson looked at her with a s... |
them, including Vin and her companion—one Milen Davenpleu, a young heir to a minor house title. “Kliss, really,” Milen said. “Houses Geffenry and Tekiel are allies. Why would Tekiel assassinate two Geffenry noblemen?” “Why indeed?” Kliss said, leaning forward conspiratorially, her massive blond bun wobbling slightly. K... |
discover. She had dozens of little tidbits that would be of vital use to the crew’s efforts. One such tidbit was about House Venture. The family was bunkering up for what it expected to be an extended house war; one evidence of this was the fact that Elend attended far fewer balls than he once had. Not that Vin minded.... |
obligators nearly every day. Only they could authorize weddings, divorces, land purchases, or ratify inheritance of titles. If an obligator hadn’t witnessed an event, it hadn’t happened, and if one hadn’t sealed a document, then it might as well not have been written. Vin shook her head as the conversation turned to ot... |
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