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"What is going on here?" Elend demanded, exasperated.
"There," the woman said. "Finally. "
"You said that you know Sazed?" Elend asked, resisting the urge to slouch back into his earlier posture.
"He is an acquaintance," the woman said. "My name is Tindwyl; I am, as you have guessed, a Keeper of Terris. " She tapped her foot for a moment, then shook her head. "Sazed warned me about your slovenly appearance, but I honestly assumed that no king could have such a poor sense of self-presentation. "
"Slovenly?" Elend asked. "Excuse me?"
"Stop saying that," Tindwyl snapped. "Dont ask questions; say what you mean. If you object, object—dont leave your words up to my interpretation. "
"Yes, well, while this is fascinating," Elend said, walking toward the door, "Id rather avoid further insults this evening. If youll excuse me. . . "
"Your people think you are a fool, Elend Venture," Tindwyl said quietly.
Elend paused.
"The Assembly—a body you yourself organized—ignores your authority. The skaa are convinced that you wont be able to protect them. Even your own council of friends makes their plans in your absence, assuming your input to be no great loss. "
Elend closed his eyes, taking a slow, deep breath.
"You have good ideas, Elend Venture," Tindwyl said. "Regal ideas. However, you are not a king. A man can only lead when others accept him as their leader, and he has only as much authority as his subjects give to him. All of the brilliant ideas in the world cannot save your kingdom if no one will listen to them. "
Elend turned. "This last year Ive read every pertinent book on leadership and governance in the four libraries. "
Tindwyl raised an eyebrow. "Then, I suspect that you spent a great deal of time in your room that you should have been out, being seen by your people and learning to be a ruler. "
"Books have great value," Elend said.
"Actions have greater value. "
"And where am I to learn the proper actions?"
"From me. "
Elend paused.
"You may know that every Keeper has an area of special interest," Tindwyl said. "While we all memorize the same store of information, one person can only study and understand a limited amount of that store. Our mutual friend Sazed spends his time on religions. "
"And your specialty?"
"Biographies," she said. "I have studied the lives of generals, kings, and emperors whose names you have never heard. Understanding theories of politics and leadership, Elend Venture, is not the same as understanding the lives of men who lived such principles. "
"And. . . you can teach me to emulate those men?"
"Perhaps," Tindwyl said. "I havent yet decided whether or not youre a hopeless case. But, I am here, so I will do what I can. A few months ago, I received a letter from Sazed, explaining your predicament. He did not ask me to come to train you—but, then, Sazed is perhaps another man who could learn to be more forceful. "
Elend nodded slowly, meeting the Terriswomans eyes.
"Will you accept my instruction, then?" she asked.
Elend thought for a moment. If shes anywhere near as useful as Sazed, then. . . well, I could certainly use some help at this. "I will," he said.
Tindwyl nodded. "Sazed also mentioned your humility. It could be an asset—assuming you dont let it get in the way. Now, I believe that your Mistborn has returned. "
Elend turned toward the side window. The shutter swung open, allowing mist to begin streaming into the room and revealing a crouching, cloaked form.
"How did you know I was here?" Vin asked quietly.
Tindwyl smiled—the first such expression Elend had seen on her face. "Sazed mentioned you as well, child. You and I should speak soon in private, I think. "
Vin slipped into the room, drawing mist in behind her, then closed the shutter. She didnt bother to hide her hostility or mistrust as she put herself between Elend and Tindwyl.
"Why are you here?" Vin demanded.
Tindwyl smiled again. "It took your king there several minutes to get to that question, and here you ask it after a few bare moments. You are an interesting couple, I think. "
Vins eyes narrowed.
"Regardless, I should withdraw," Tindwyl said. "We shall speak again, I assume, Your Majesty?"
"Yes, of course," Elend said. "Um. . . is there anything I should begin practicing?"
"Yes," Tindwyl said, walking to the door. "Stop saying um. "
"Right. "
Ham poked his head in the door as soon as Tindwyl opened it. He immediately noticed her discarded bonds. He didnt say anything, however; he likely assumed that Elend had freed her.
"I think were done for the night, everyone," Elend said. "Ham, would you see that Mistress Tindwyl is given quarters in the palace? Shes a friend of Sazeds. "
Ham shrugged. "All right, then. " He nodded to Vin, then withdrew. Tindwyl did not bid them good night as she left.
Vin frowned, then glanced at Elend. He seemed. . . distracted. "I dont like her," she said.
Elend smiled, stacking up the books on his table. "You dont like anyone when you first meet them, Vin. "
"I liked you. "
"Thereby demonstrating that you are a terrible judge of character. "
Vin paused, then smiled. She walked over and began picking through the books. They werent typical Elend fare—far more practical than the kinds of things he usually read. "How did it go tonight?" she asked. "I didnt have much time to listen. "
Elend sighed. He turned, sitting down on the table, looking up at the massive rose window at the back of the room. It was dark, its colors only hinted as reflections in the black glass. "It went well, I suppose. "
"I told you theyd like your plan. Its the sort of thing theyll find challenging. "
"I suppose," Elend said.
Vin frowned. "All right," she said, hopping up to stand on the table. She sat down beside him. "What is it? Is it something that woman said? What did she want, anyway?"
"Just to pass on some knowledge," he said. "You know how Keepers are, always wanting an ear to listen to their lessons. "
"I suppose," Vin said slowly. She hadnt ever seen Elend depressed, but he did get discouraged. He had so many ideas, so many plans and hopes, that she sometimes wondered how he kept them all straight. She would have said that he lacked focus; Reen had always said that focus kept a thief alive. Elends dreams, however, were so much a part of who he was. She doubted he could discard them. She didnt think she would want him to, for they were part of what she loved about him.
"They agreed to the plan, Vin," Elend said, still looking up at the window. "They even seemed excited, like you said theyd be. Its just. . . I cant help thinking that their suggestion was far more rational than mine. They wanted to side with one of the armies, giving it our support in exchange for leaving me as a subjugated ruler in Luthadel. "
"That would be giving up," Vin said.
"Sometimes, giving up is better than failing. I just committed my city to an extended siege. That will mean hunger, perhaps starvation, before this is over with. "
Vin put a hand on his shoulder, watching him uncertainly. Usually, he was the one who reassured her. "Its still a better way," she said. "The others probably just suggested a weaker plan because they thought you wouldnt go along with something more daring. "
"No," Elend said. "They werent pandering to me, Vin. They really thought that making a strategic alliance was a good, safe plan. " He paused, then looked at her. "Since when did that group represent the reasonable side of my government?"
"Theyve had to grow," Vin said. "They cant be the men they once were, not with this much responsibility. "
Elend turned back toward the window. "Ill tell you what worries me, Vin. Im worried that their plan wasnt reasonable—perhaps it its
elf was a bit foolhardy. Perhaps making an alliance would have been a difficult enough task. If thats the case, then what Im proposing is just downright ludicrous. "
Vin squeezed his shoulder. "We fought the Lord Ruler. "
"You had Kelsier then. "
"Not that again. "
"Im sorry," Elend said. "But, really, Vin. Maybe my plan to try and hold on to the government is just arrogance. What was it you told me about your childhood? When you were in the thieving crews, and everyone was bigger, stronger, and meaner than you, what did you do? Did you stand up to the leaders?"
Memories flashed in her mind. Memories of hiding, of keeping her eyes down, of weakness.
"That was then," she said. "You cant let others beat on you forever. Thats what Kelsier taught me—thats why we fought the Lord Ruler. Thats why the skaa rebellion fought the Final Empire all those years, even when there was no chance of winning. Reen taught me that the rebels were fools. But Reen is dead now—and so is the Final Empire. And. . . "
She leaned down, catching Elends eyes. "You cant give up the city, Elend," she said quietly. "I dont think Id like what that would do to you. "
Elend paused, then smiled slowly. "You can be very wise sometimes, Vin. "
"You think that?"
He nodded.
"Well," she said, "then obviously youre as poor a judge of character as I am. "
Elend laughed, putting his arm around her, hugging her against his side. "So, I assume the patrol tonight was uneventful?"
The mist spirit. Her fall. The chill she could still feel—if only faintly remembered—in her forearm. "It was," she said. The last time shed told him of the mist spirit, hed immediately thought shed been seeing things.
"See," Elend said, "you should have come to the meeting; I would have liked to have had you here. "
She said nothing.
They sat for a few minutes, looking up at the dark window. There was an odd beauty to it; the colors werent visible because of the lack of back light, and she could instead focus on the patterns of glass. Chips, slivers, slices, and plates woven together within a framework of metal.
"Elend?" she finally said. "Im worried. "
"Id be concerned if you werent," he said. "Those armies have me so worried that I can barely think straight. "
"No," Vin said. "Not about that. Im worried about other things. "
"Like what?"
"Well. . . Ive been thinking about what the Lord Ruler said, right before I killed him. Do you remember?"
Elend nodded. He hadnt been there, but shed told him.
"He talked about what hed done for mankind," Vin said. "He saved us, the stories say. From the Deepness. "
Elend nodded.
"But," Vin said, "what was the Deepness? You were a nobleman—religion wasnt forbidden to you. What did the Ministry teach about the Deepness and the Lord Ruler?"
Elend shrugged. "Not much, really. Religion wasnt forbidden, but it wasnt encouraged either. There was something proprietary about the Ministry, an air that implied they would take care of religious things—that we didnt need to worry ourselves. "
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