Mistborn Trilogy - Brandon Sanderson [419]
“That’s preposterous,” Breeze said. “Mist is harmless.”
“That is what I thought, Lord Ladrian,” Sazed said. “However, several of the reports are quite detailed. The incidents always occurred during the day, and each one tells of the mist curling around some unfortunate individual, who then died—usually in a seizure. I gathered interviews with witnesses myself.”
Elend frowned. From another man, he’d dismiss the news. But Sazed…he was not a man that one dismissed. Vin, sitting beside Elend, watched the conversation with interest, chewing slightly on her bottom lip. Oddly, she didn’t object to Sazed’s words—though the others seemed to be reacting as Breeze had.
“It doesn’t make sense, Saze,” Ham said. “Thieves, nobles, and Allomancers have gone out in the mists for centuries.”
“Indeed they have, Lord Hammond,” Sazed said with a nod. “The only explanation I can think of involves the Lord Ruler. I heard no substantive reports of mist deaths before the Collapse, but I have had little trouble finding them since. The reports are concentrated in the Outer Dominances, but the incidents appear to be moving inward. I found one…very disturbing incident several weeks to the south, where an entire village seems to have been trapped in their hovels by the mists.”
“But, why would the Lord Ruler’s death have anything to do with the mists?” Breeze asked.
“I am not certain, Lord Ladrian,” Sazed said. “But it is the only connection I have been able to hypothesize.”
Breeze frowned. “I wish you wouldn’t call me that.”
“I apologize, Lord Breeze,” Sazed said. “I am still accustomed to calling people by their full names.”
“Your name is Ladrian?” Vin asked.
“Unfortunately,” Breeze said. “I’ve never been fond of it, and with dear Sazed putting ‘Lord’ before it…well, the alliteration makes it even more atrocious.”
“Is it me,” Elend said, “or are we going off on even more tangents than usual tonight?”
“We get that way when we’re tired,” Breeze said with a yawn. “Either way, our good Terrisman must have his facts wrong. Mist doesn’t kill.”
“I can only report what I have discovered,” Sazed said. “I will need to do some more research.”
“So, you’ll be staying?” Vin asked, obviously hopeful.
Sazed nodded.
“What about teaching?” Breeze asked, waving his hand. “When you left, I recall that you said something about spending the rest of your life traveling, or some nonsense like that.”
Sazed blushed slightly, glancing down again. “That duty will have to wait, I fear.”
“You’re welcome to stay as long as you want, Sazed,” Elend said, shooting a glare at Breeze. “If what you say is true, then you’ll be doing a greater service through your studies than you would by traveling.”
“Perhaps,” Sazed said.
“Though,” Ham noted with a chuckle, “you probably could have picked a safer place to set up shop—one that isn’t being pushed around by two armies and twenty thousand koloss.”
Sazed smiled, and Elend gave an obligatory chuckle. He said that the incidents involving the mist were moving inward, toward the center of the empire. Toward us.
Something else to worry about.
“What’s going on?” a voice suddenly asked. Elend turned toward the kitchen doorway, where a disheveled-looking Allrianne stood. “I heard voices. Is there a party?”
“We were just discussing matters of state interest, my dear,” Breeze said quickly.
“The other girl is here,” Allrianne said, pointing at Vin. “Why didn’t you invite me?”
Elend frowned. She heard voices? The guest quarters aren’t anywhere near the kitchens. And Allrianne was dressed, wearing a simple noblewoman’s gown. She’d taken the time to get out of her sleeping clothing, but she’d left her hair disheveled. Perhaps to make herself look more innocent?
I’m starting to think like Vin, Elend told himself with a sigh. As if to corroborate his thoughts, he noticed Vin narrowing her eyes at the new girl.
“Go back to your rooms, dear,” Breeze said soothingly. “Don’t trouble His Majesty.”
Allrianne sighed dramatically, but turned and did as he asked, trailing off into the hallway. Elend turned back to Sazed, who was watching