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“What would you think if I told you that I wasn’t an Allomancer?” Sazed asked. “I’d think that you were lying,” Vin said. “Have you known me to lie before?” “The best liars are those who tell the truth most of the time.”
“Yes, I keep the flower,” Kelsier 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.”
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Kelsier stopped, raising an eyebrow. Ham nodded back toward the entry chamber. “Yeden certainly has changed.” “I have that effect on people.” “Must be your awe-inspiring humility,” Ham said.
However, he knew that no matter what wonders the labyrinths held—no matter how amazing the views or delicate the beauties—he would never acknowledge them. Not with Mare dead.
“That wasn’t a victory, Mennis,” Kelsier whispered. “I’ll show you a victory.” He forced himself to smile—not out of pleasure, and not out of satisfaction. He smiled despite the grief he felt at the deaths of his men; he smiled because that was what he did. That was how he proved to the Lord Ruler—and to himself—that he wasn’t beaten. No, he wasn’t going to walk away. He wasn’t finished yet. Not by far.
“You want something to eat?” Dockson said, rising. “Clubs’s housekeepers fixed some baywraps for us to—” “Ale,” Vin said. Dockson hesitated. “It’s not even noon.” “Ale. Now. Please.” She leaned forward, folding her arms on the table and resting her head on them. Ham had the nerve to chuckle. “Pewter drag?” Vin nodded. “It’ll pass,” he said. “If I don’t die first,” Vin grumbled.
Kelsier was right again. I wonder if he ever gets tired of that.
“It won’t,” Vin said. “Oh? Has my lady suddenly become an optimist?” “Has my Terrisman suddenly become a smart-mouth?” Vin retorted. “He always has been, I think,” Sazed said with a slight smile. “It is one of the things that made him a poor steward—at least in the eyes of most of his masters.” “Then they must have been fools,” Vin said honestly.
Sazed smiled fondly. “Then, mistress,” he said quietly, “simply enjoy what you have. The future will surprise you, I think.”
“Too proud to crawl?” Kelsier said. “Nonsense! Why, I’d say that we Mistborn are too proud not to be humble enough to go crawling about—in a dignified manner.” Dockson frowned, approaching the desk. “Kell, that didn’t make any sense.”
I think that’s everything. It was a fun job, wasn’t it? When you remember me, please remember that. Remember to smile. Now, move quickly. May you rule in wisdom.
Please don’t be angry at me for abandoning you. I was given an extension on life. I should have died in Mare’s place years ago. I was ready for this. The others will need you. You’re their Mistborn now—you’ll have to protect them in the months to come. The nobility will send assassins against our fledgling kingdom’s rulers. Farewell. I’ll tell Mare about you. She always wanted a daughter.
Vin smiled. “Kell would be angry with us, you know. He did all this work, and we turned around and put a nobleman on the throne.” Sazed shook his head. “Ah, but there is something more important to consider, I think. We didn’t just put a nobleman on the throne—we put a good man on the throne.” “A good man…” Vin said. “Yes. I’ve known a few of those, now.”
