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Wax grew cold. “Where did you hear that? How did you know those words?” “I think I loved you even on that day,” she said. “Lawman for hire. So ridiculous, but so … earnest. You didn’t try to shelter me, but seemed so eager to impress … A lord with a purpose.” “Who told you of that day, Bleeder?” Wax demanded. “Who…” “Ask Harmony,” she said, the trembling growing more violent. “Ask him, Wax! Ask why he sent a kandra to watch over you, all those years ago. Ask him if he knew I would come to love you!” “No…” “He moved us, even then!” she whispered. “I refused. I wouldn’t manipulate you into ...more
Shadows of Self (Mistborn, #5)
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