Mistborn Trilogy - Brandon Sanderson [136]
Anyone will betray you, Reen whispered. Everyone will betray you.
Elend just seemed so…genuine. He felt like a real person, not a front or a face. And it did seem like he wanted her to talk to him. It felt like a personal victory to Vin when he finally sat the book down and looked at her.
“Why are you here, Valette?” he asked.
“Here at the party?”
“No, here in Luthadel.”
“Because it’s the center of everything,” Vin said.
Elend frowned. “I suppose it is. But, the empire is a big place to have such a small center. I don’t think we really understand how large it is. How long did it take you to get here?”
Vin felt a moment of panic, but Sazed’s lessons snapped quickly into her mind. “Almost two months by canal, with some stops.”
“Such a long time,” Elend said. “They say it can take half a year to travel from one end of the empire to the other, yet most of us ignore everything but this little bit at the center.”
“I…” Vin trailed off. With Reen, she’d been all across the Central Dominance. It was the smallest of the dominances, however, and she’d never visited the more exotic places in the empire. This central area was good for thieves; oddly, the place closest to the Lord Ruler was also the one with the most corruption, not to mention the most riches.
“What do you think of the city, then?” Elend asked.
Vin paused. “It’s…dirty,” she said honestly. In the dim light, a servant arrived to remove her empty plate. “It’s dirty, and it’s full. The skaa are treated terribly, but I guess that’s true everywhere.”
Elend cocked his head, giving her a strange look.
I shouldn’t have mentioned the skaa. That wasn’t very noble-like.
He leaned forward. “You think the skaa here are treated worse than the ones on your plantation? I always thought they would be better off in the city.”
“Um…I’m not sure. I didn’t go to the fields very often.”
“So, you didn’t interact with them very much?”
Vin shrugged. “Why does it matter? They’re just skaa.”
“See, now, that’s what we always say,” Elend said. “But 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 wasn’t flattering. “I make it a rule to never completely believe anything the Ministry says.”
Elend paused again, cocking his head. “You’re…not what I expected, Lady Valette.”
“People rarely are.”
“So, tell me about the plantation skaa. What are they like?”
Vin shrugged. “Like skaa everywhere else.”
“Are they intelligent?”
“Some are.”
“But, not like you and me, right?” Elend asked.
Vin paused. How would a noblewoman respond? “No, of course not. They’re just skaa. Why are you so interested in them?”
Elend seemed…disappointed. “No reason,” he said, sitting back in his chair and opening his book. “I think some of those men over there want to ask you to dance.”
Vin turned, noticing that there was indeed a group of young men standing a short distance from her table. They looked away as soon as she turned. After a few moments, one of the men pointed at another table; then he walked over and asked a young lady to dance.
“Several people have noticed you, my lady,” Sazed said. “However, they never approach. Lord Venture’s presence intimidates them, I think.”
Elend snorted. “They should know that I am anything but intimidating.”
Vin frowned, but Elend just continued to read. Fine! she thought, turning back toward the young men. She caught one man’s eye, smiling slightly.
A few moments later, the young man approached. He spoke to her in a stiff, formal tone. “Lady Renoux, I am Lord Melend Liese. Would you care to dance?”
Vin shot a glance at Elend, but he didn’t look up from his book.
“I would love to, Lord Liese,” Vin said, taking the young man’s hand and rising.
He led her down to the dance floor, and as they approached, Vin’s nervousness returned. Suddenly, one week of practice didn