She crouched in her black dress, moving quietly across the walltop pathway. There were no guards, but the tower ahead of her had a lit sentrypost at its base.
Can’t go that way, she thought, glancing upward instead. The tower appeared to have several rooms, and a couple of them were lit. Vin dropped a coin and catapulted herself upward, then Pulled against a window mounting and yanked herself over to land lightly on the stone window ledge. The shutters were closed against the night, and she had to lean close, flaring tin, to hear what was going on inside.
“。 . . balls always last well into the night. We’ll probably have to pull double duty.”
Guards, Vin thought, jumping and Pushing against the top of the window. It rattled as she shot up the side of the tower. She caught the base of the next window ledge and pulled herself up.
“。 . . don’t regret my tardiness,” a familiar voice said from inside. Elend. “She happens to be far more attractive than you are, Telden.”
A masculine voice laughed. “The mighty Elend Venture, finally captured by a pretty face.”
“She’s more than that, Jastes,” Elend said. “She’s kindhearted—she helped skaa runaways on her plantation. I think we should bring her in to talk with us.”
“Not a chance,” said a deep-voiced man. “Look, Elend, I don’t mind if you want to talk philosophy. Hell, I’ll even share a few drinks with you when you do. But I’m not going to let random people come join us.”
“I agree with Telden,” Jastes said. “Five people is enough.”
“See, now,” Elend’s voice said. “I don’t think you’re being fair.”
“Elend . . .” another voice said sufferingly.
“All right,” Elend said. “Telden, did you read the book I gave you?”
“I tried,” Telden said. “It’s a bit thick.”
“But it’s good, right?” Elend said.
“Good enough,” Telden said. “I can see why the Lord Ruler hates it so much.”
“Redalevin’s works are better,” Jastes said. “More concise.”
“I don’t mean to be contrary,” said a fifth voice. “But, is this all we’re going to do? Read?”
“What’s wrong with reading?” Elend asked.
“It’s a bit boring,” the fifth voice said.
Good man, Vin thought.
“Boring?” Elend asked. “Gentlemen, these ideas—these words—they’re everything. These men knew that they’d be executed for their words. Can you not sense their passion?”
“Passion, yes,” the fifth voice said. “Usefulness, no.”
“We can change the world,” Jastes said. “Two of us are house heirs, the other three are second heirs.”
“Someday, we’ll be the ones in charge,” Elend said. “If we put these ideas into effect—fairness, diplomacy, moderation—we can exert pressure even on the Lord Ruler!”
The fifth voice snorted. “You might be heir to a powerful house, Elend, but the rest of us aren’t as important. Telden and Jastes will probably never inherit, and Kevoux—no offense—is hardly that influential. We can’t change the world.”
“We can change the way our houses work,” Elend said. “If the houses would stop squabbling, we might be able to gain some real power in the government—rather than just bow to the whims of the Lord Ruler.”
“Every year, the nobility grows weaker,” Jastes said in agreement. “Our skaa belong to the Lord Ruler, as does our land. His obligators determine who we can marry and what we can believe. Our canals, even, are officially ‘his’ property. Ministry assassins kill men who speak out too openly, or who are too successful. This is no way to live.”
“I agree with you there,” Telden said. “Elend’s prattling about class imbalance seems like silliness to me, but I can see the importance of presenting a unified front before the Lord Ruler.”
“Exactly,” Elend said. “This is what we have to—”
“Vin!” a voice whispered.
Vin jumped, nearly falling off the window ledge in shock. She glanced around in alarm.
“Above you,” the voice whispered.
She glanced up. Kelsier hung from another window ledge just above. He smiled, winked, then nodded down toward the wall-walkway below.
Vin glanced back at Elend’s room as Kelsier dropped through the mists beside her. Finally, she pushed herself off and followed Kelsier down, using her same coin to slow her descent.
“You’re back!” she said eagerly as she landed.
“Got back this afternoon.”
“What are you doing here?”
“Checking up on our friend in there,” Kelsier said. “Doesn’t seem like much has changed since the last time.”
“Last time?”
Kelsier nodded. “I’ve spied on that little group a couple of times since you told me about them. I shouldn’t have bothered—they’re not a threat. Just a bunch of noblelings getting together to drink and debate.”
“But, they want to overthrow the Lord Ruler!”
“Hardly,” Kelsier said with a snort. “They’re just doing what noblemen do—planning alliances. It’s not that unusual for the next generation to start organizing their house coalitions before they come to power.”
“This is different,” Vin said.
“Oh?” Kelsier asked with amusement. “You’ve been a noble so long that you can tell that already?”
She flushed, and he laughed, putting a friendly arm around her shoulders. “Oh, don’t get like that. They seem like nice enough lads, for noblemen. I promise not to kill any of them, all right?”
Vin nodded.
“Perhaps we can find a way to use them—they do seem more open-minded than most. I just don’t want you to be disappointed, Vin. They’re still noblemen. Perhaps they can’t help what they are, but that doesn’t change their nature.”
Just like Dockson, Vin thought. Kelsier assumes the worst about Elend. But, did she really have any reason to expect otherwise? To fight a battle like Kelsier and Dockson were, it was probably more effective—and better for the psyche—to assume that all of their enemies were evil.
“What happened to your makeup, by the way?” Kelsier asked.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Vin said, thinking back to her conversation with Elend. Why did I have to cry? I’m such an idiot! And, the way I blurted out that question about him sleeping with skaa.
Kelsier shrugged. “Okay, then. We should get going—I doubt young Venture and his comrades will discuss anything relevant.”
Vin paused.
“I’ve listened to them on three separate occasions, Vin,” Kelsier said. “I’ll summarize for you, if you want.”
“All right,” she said with a sigh. “But I told Sazed I’d meet him back up at the party.”
“Off you go, then,” Kelsier said. “I promise not to tell him you were sneaking around and using Allomancy.”
“He told me I could,” Vin said defensively.