'So, Elend. .' Cett said. 'If you die, I'm in charge, right?'
'Vin will take command if something happens to me,' Elend said. 'You know that.'
'Right,' Cett said. 'And if both of you die?'
'Sazed is next in the imperial succession after Vin, Cett. We've discussed that.'
'Yes, but what about this army?' Cett said. 'Sazed is off in Urteau. Who leads these men until we meet up with him?'
Elend sighed. 'If, somehow, Yomen manages to kill both Vin and myself, then I suggest that you run-because yes, you'd be in charge here, and the Mistborn who killed us is likely to come for you next.'
Cett smiled in satisfaction, though Ham frowned at this.
'You've never wanted titles, Ham,' Elend pointed out. 'And you've chafed at every leadership position I've given you.'
'I know,' he said. 'But what about Demoux?'
'Cett has more experience,' Elend said. 'He's a better man than he pretends, Ham. I trust him. That will have to be enough for you. Cett, if things turn bad, I charge you with returning to Luthadel and searching out Sazed to tell him that he's emperor. Now, I think that-'
Elend paused as the door to his cabin opened. He turned, putting on his best consoling smile, then froze.
Vin stood in the doorway wearing a stunning black gown with silver trim, cut after a modern fashion. Somehow, it managed to look sleek despite the bell-shaped skirt, which fanned out with petticoats. Her pure black hair, which she often wore pulled back in a tail, was down, and it now reached to her collarbone, neatly trimmed and curling just slightly. The only jewelry she wore was her simple earring, the one she'd gotten from her mother when she was just a child.
He always thought she was beautiful. And yet. . how long had it been since he'd seen her in a gown, with her hair and makeup done? He tried to say something, give her a compliment, but his voice just kind of trailed off.
She walked over on light feet, kissing him briefly. 'I'll take that as an indication that I managed to put this thing on right. I'd forgotten what a
Beside them, Ham was chuckling. Vin turned. 'What?'
'Ah, Vin,' Ham said, leaning back and folding his muscular arms, 'when did you go and grow up on me? It seems like just last week you were scrambling about, hiding in corners, wearing the haircut of a boy and the attitude of a mouse.'
Vin smiled fondly. 'Do you remember when we first met? You thought I was a twixt.'
Ham nodded. 'Breeze nearly fainted dead away when he found we'd been talking with a Mistborn all that time! Honestly, Vin. Sometimes I can't believe that you were that same frightened girl Kelsier brought into the crew.'
'It
'I know,' Ham said, sighing. 'You're like my own children, adults before I had time to know them as kids. In fact, I probably know you and El better than I know any of them. .'
'You'll get back to them, Ham,' Vin said, reaching over and laying a hand on his shoulder. 'Once this is all over.'
'Oh, I know that,' he said, smiling, ever the optimist. 'But, you can never have back what you've missed. I hope all this turns out to be worth it.'
Elend shook his head, finally finding his voice. 'I have only one thing to say. If that dress is what the cooking girls are wearing, I'm paying them
Vin laughed.
'Seriously, Vin,' Elend said. 'The army's tailors are good, but there's no way that dress came from materials we had in camp. Where did you get it?'
'It's a mystery,' Vin said, narrowing her eyes and smiling. 'We Mistborn are incredibly mysterious.'
Elend paused. 'Um. . I'm Mistborn too, Vin. That doesn't make any sense.'
'We Mistborn need not make sense,' Vin said. 'It's beneath us. Come on-the sun's already down. We need to get moving.'
'Have fun dancing with our enemies,' Ham said as Vin hopped from the boat, then Pushed herself up through the mists. Elend waved farewell, Pushing himself into the air as well. As he shot away, his tin-enhanced ears heard Ham's voice talking to Cett.
'So. . you can't go anywhere unless someone carries you, right?' the Thug asked.
Cett grunted.
'Well then,' Ham said, sounding very pleased. 'I've got quite a number of philosophical puzzles you might enjoy. . '
Allomantic jumping was
Vin wasn't particularly worried about showing off what was under the dress. Not only was it too dark for most people to see, but she wore leggings beneath the petticoats. Unfortunately, flapping dresses-and the drag they created in the air-made steering a jump much more difficult. They also made a lot of noise. She wondered what the guards thought as she passed over the rocky shelves that were the natural city walls. To her ear, she sounded like a dozen waving flags, beating against themselves in the middle of a windstorm.
She finally slowed, aiming for a rooftop that had been cleared of ash. She hit lightly, bouncing up and spinning, dress flaring, before landing and waiting for Elend. He followed, landing less smoothly with a hard thump and a grunt. It wasn't that he was bad at Pushing and Pulling-he just hadn't had as much practice as Vin. She'd probably been much like him during her first years as an Allomancer.
'That was quite the series of jumps, Vin,' Elend said, puffing slightly as he glanced back toward the cliff-like rock formations, their fires burning high in the night. Elend wore his standard white military uniform, one of the same ones that Tindwyl had designed for him. He'd had this one scrubbed free of ash, and he'd gotten his beard trimmed.
'I couldn't land often,' Vin explained. 'These white petticoats will stain with ash easily. Come on-we need to get inside.'
Elend turned, smiling in the darkness. He actually looked excited. 'The dress. You paid a dressmaker inside the city to make it for you?'
'Actually, I paid a friend inside the city to have it made for me, and to get me the makeup.' She jumped away, heading toward Keep Orielle-which, according to Slowswift, was the site of the evening's ball. She kept to the air, never landing. Elend followed behind, using the same coins.
Soon, they approached a burst of color in the mists, like an aurora from one of Sazed's stories. The bubble of light turned into the massive keep she had seen during her previous infiltration, its stained-glass windows shining from the inside. Vin angled herself downward, streaking through the mists. She briefly considered dropping to the ground out in the courtyard-away from watchful eyes-so that she and Elend could approach the doors subtly. Then she decided against it.
This wasn't an evening for subtlety.
So, instead she dropped directly down onto the carpeted steps leading up to the main entrance of the castle- like building. Her landing blew away flakes of ash, creating a little pocket of cleanliness. Elend landed beside her a second later, then stood up straight, his brilliant white cape flapping around him. At the top of the steps, a pair of uniformed servants had been greeting guests and ushering them into the building. Both men froze, stunned expressions on their faces.
Elend held out his arm to Vin. 'Shall we?'
Vin took the arm. 'Yes,' she said. 'Preferably before those men can get the guards.'
They strode up the steps, sounds of surprise coming from behind, where a small group of noblemen had been