“You know,” Elend added, “during those days when you refused to marry me, I constantly thought about how strange you were.” She raised an eyebrow. “Well, that’s romantic.” Elend smiled. “Oh, come on. You have to admit that you’re unusual, Vin. You’re some strange mixture of a noblewoman, a street urchin, and a cat. Plus you’ve managed—in our short three years together—to kill not only my god, but my father, my brother, and my fiancée. That’s kind of like a homicidal hat trick. It’s a strange foundation for a relationship, wouldn’t you say?” Vin rolled her eyes. “I’m glad I don’t have any other
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