The Hero of Ages

Yomen paused. 'Yes.'

'I prefer Gallingskaw, when it comes to divine right.'

Yomen made a curt gesture. 'Gallingskaw was a heretic.'

'That makes his theories invalid?' Elend asked.

'No,' Yomen said. 'It shows that he lacked the ability to reason soundly-otherwise he wouldn't have gotten himself executed. That affects the validity of his theories. Besides, there is no divine mandate in the common man, as he proposed.'

'The Lord Ruler was a common man before he took his throne,' Elend said.

'Yes,' Yomen said, 'but the Lord Ruler touched divinity at the Well of Ascension. That imprinted the Sliver of Infinity upon him, and gave him the Right of Inference.'

'Vin, my wife, touched that same divinity.'

'I don't accept that story,' Yomen said. 'As it has been said, the Sliver of Infinity was unique, unplanned, uncreated.'

'Don't bring Urdree into this,' Elend said, raising a finger. 'We both know he was more a poet than a real philosopher-he ignored convention, and never gave proper attributions. At least give me the benefit of the doubt and quote Hardren. He'd give you a much better foundation.'

Yomen opened his mouth, then stopped, frowning. 'This is pointless,' he said. 'Arguing philosophy will not remove the fact that you have an army camped outside my city, nor change the fact that I find you a hypocrite, Elend Venture.'

Elend sighed. For a moment, he'd thought that they might be able to respect one another as scholars. There was one problem, however. Elend saw true loathing in Yomen's eyes. And, Elend suspected that there was a deeper reason for it than Elend's alleged hypocrisy. After all, Elend had married the woman who had killed Yomen's god.

'Yomen,' Elend said, leaning in. 'I realize we have differences. However, one thing seems clear-we both care about the people of this empire. We both took the time to study political theory, and we both apparently focused on the texts that held the good of the people up as the prime reason for rule. We should be able to make this work.

'I want to offer you a deal. Accept kingship under me-you'd be able to stay in control, with very few changes in your government. I will need access to the city and its resources, and we will need to discuss setting up a parliamentary council. Other than that, you may continue as you wish-you can even keep throwing your parties and teaching about the Lord Ruler. I will trust your judgment.'

Yomen did not scoff at the offer, but Elend could tell that he also didn't give it much weight. He had likely already known what Elend would say.

'You mistake one thing, Elend Venture,' Yomen said.

'And that is?'

'That I can be intimidated, bribed, or influenced.'

'You're no fool, Yomen,' Elend said. 'Sometimes, fighting isn't worth its cost. We both know that you can't beat me.'

'That is debatable,' Yomen said. 'Regardless, I do not respond well to threats. Perhaps if you didn't have an army camped on my doorstep, I could see my way to an alliance.'

'We both know that without an army on your doorstep, you wouldn't even have listened to me,' Elend said. 'You refused every messenger I sent, even before I marched here.'

Yomen just shook his head. 'You seem more reasonable than I would have thought, Elend Venture, but that doesn't change facts. You already have a large empire of your own. In coming here, you betray your arrogance. Why did you need my dominance? Wasn't what you already had enough?'

'Firstly,' Elend said, raising a finger, 'I feel that I need to remind you again that you stole this kingdom from an ally of mine. I had to come here eventually, if only to make good on promises I gave Cett. However, there's something much larger at play here.' Elend hesitated, then made a gamble. 'I need to know what is in your storage cavern.'

Elend was rewarded with a slight look of surprise on Yomen's face, and that was all the confirmation Elend needed. Yomen did know about the cavern. Vin was right. And considering that atium displayed so prominently on his forehead, perhaps she was right about what was contained in the cavern.

'Look, Yomen,' Elend said, speaking quickly. 'I don't care about the atium-it's barely of any value anymore. I need to know what instructions the Lord Ruler left in that cavern. What information is there for us? What supplies did he find necessary for our survival?'

'I don't know what you are talking about,' Yomen said flatly. He wasn't a particularly good liar.

'You asked me why I came here,' Elend said. 'Yomen, it's not about conquering or taking this land from you. I realize you may find that hard to believe, but it's the truth. The Final Empire is dying. Surely you've seen that. Mankind needs to band together, pool its resources-and you have vital clues we need. Don't force me to break down your gates to get them. Work with me.'

Yomen shook his head. 'There is your mistake again, Venture. You see, I don't care if you attack me.' He met Elend's eyes. 'It would be better for my people to fight and to die than to be ruled by the man who overthrew our god and destroyed our religion.'

Elend held those eyes, and saw determination in them.

'That's how it has to be?' Elend said.

'It is,' Yomen said. 'I can expect an attack in the morning, then?'

'Of course not,' Elend said, standing. 'Your soldiers aren't starved yet. I'll get back to you in a few months.' Maybe then you'll be more willing to deal.

Elend turned to go, then hesitated. 'Nice party, by the way,' he said, glancing back at Yomen. 'Regardless of what I believe, I do think that your god would be pleased with what you've done here. I think you should reconsider your prejudices. The Lord Ruler probably isn't fond of Vin and me, but I'd say that he'd rather that your people live than get themselves killed.'

Elend nodded in respect, then left the high table, feeling more frustrated than he showed. It felt like Yomen and he had been so close, and yet at the same time, an alliance seemed impossible. Not while the obligator had such hatred of Elend and Vin.

He forced himself to relax, walking. There was little he could do about the situation at the moment-it would take the siege to make Yomen rethink his position. I'm at a ball, Elend thought, wandering. I should enjoy what I can of it, letting myself be seen by the nobility here, intimidating them and making them think about helping us instead of Yomen. .

A thought occurred to him. He glanced at Vin, then waved a servant over to him.

'My lord?' the man asked.

'I need you to fetch something for me,' Elend said.

Vin was the center of attention. Women pandered to her, hung on her words, and looked to her as a model. They wanted to know news from Luthadel, to hear about fashion, politics, and events from the great city. They didn't reject her, or even seem to resent her.

The instant acceptance was the strangest thing Vin had ever experienced. She stood amid the women in their gowns and finery, and was foremost among them. She knew that it was just because of her power-yet, the women of this city seemed almost desperate to have someone to look to. An empress.

And Vin found herself enjoying it. There was a part of her that had craved this acceptance since the first day she'd attended a ball. She'd spent that year being mistreated by most of the women of court-some had let her join with their company, but she'd always been an insignificant country noblewoman with no connections or significance. It was a shallow thing, this acceptance, but sometimes even shallow things feel important. Plus, there was something else about it. As she smiled toward a newcomer-a young niece that one of the women wanted to meet Vin-Vin realized what it was.

This is part of me, she thought. I didn't want it to be-perhaps because I didn't believe that I deserved it. I found this life too different, too full of beauty and confidence. Yet, I am a noblewoman. I do fit in here.

I was born to the streets by one parent, but I was born to this by another.

She'd spent the first year of Elend's reign trying so hard to protect him. She'd forced herself to focus only on