The Hero of Ages

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  "Its a good thing were not eating, then," Elend said, smiling slightly.

  Yomen did not smile back.

  "Yomen," Elend said, growing more serious. "I come to you now, not as an emperor seeking for new lands to control, but as a desperate king seeking allies. The world has become a dangerous place—the land itself seems to be fighting us, or at least falling apart beneath us. Accept my hand of friendship, and let us be done with wars. "

  Yomen didnt reply. He just sat, fingers laced, studying Elend.

  "You doubt my sincerity," Elend said. "I cant say that I blame you, since I marched my army up to your doorstep. Is there a way that I can persuade you? Would you b1e willing to enter into talks or parley?"

  Again, no answer. So, this time, Elend just waited. The room around them felt still.

  Yomen finally spoke. "You are a flagrant and garish man, Elend Venture. "

  Elend bristled at that. Perhaps it was the ball setting, perhaps it was the way Yomen so flippantly ignored his offer. However, Elend found himself responding to the comment in a way he might have years before, when he hadnt been a king at war. "Its a bad habit Ive always had," Elend said. "Im afraid that the years of rule—and of being trained in propriety—havent changed one fact: Im a terribly rude man. Bad breeding would be my guess. "

  "You find this a game," the obligator said, eyes hard. "You come to my city to slaughter my people, then you dance into my ball hoping to frighten the nobility to the point of hysteria. "

  "No," Elend said. "No, Yomen, this is no game. The world seems near to ending, and Im just doing my best to help as many people survive as possible. "

  "And doing your best includes conquering my city?"

  Elend shook his head. "Im not good at lying, Yomen. So, Ill be truthful with you. I dont want to kill anyone—as I said, Id rather we simply made a truce and were done with it. Give me the information I seek, pool your resources with mine, and I will not force you to give up your city. Deny me, and things will grow more difficult. "

  Yomen sat quietly for a moment, music still being played softly in the background, vibrating over the hum of a hundred polite conversations.

  "Do you know why I dislike men like you, Venture?" Yomen finally asked.

  "My insufferable charm and wit?" Elend asked. "I doubt its my good looks—but, compared to that of an obligator, I suppose even my face could be enviable. "

  Yomens expression darkened. "How did a man like you ever end up at a table of negotiation?"

  "I was trained by a surly Mistborn, a sarcastic Terrisman, and a group of disrespectful thieves," Elend said, sighing. "Plus, on top of that, I was a fairly insufferable person to begin with. But, kindly continue with your insult—I didnt mean to interrupt. "

  "I dont like you," Yomen continued, "because you have the gall to believe that you deserve to take this city. "

  "I do," Elend said. "It belonged to Cett; half the soldiers I brought with me on this march once served him, and this is their homeland. Weve come to liberate, not conquer. "

  "Do these people look to you like they need liberation?" Yomen said, nodding to the dancing couples.

  "Yes, actually," Elend said. "Yomen, youre the upstart here—not me. You have no right to this city, and you know it. "

  "I have the right given me by the Lord Ruler. "

  "We dont accept the Lord Rulers right to rule," Elend said. "Thats why we killed him. Instead, we look to the peoples right to rule. "

  "Is that so?" Yomen said, hands still laced before him. "Because, as I recall, the people of your city chose Ferson Penrod to be their king. "

  Good point, that one, Elend had to admit.

  Yomen leaned forward. "This is the reason I dont like you, Venture. Youre a hypocrite of the wors1t kind. You pretended to let the people be in charge—but when they ousted you and picked another, you had your Mistborn conquer the city back for you. You rule by force, not by common consent, so dont talk to me about rights. "

  "There were . . . circumstances in Luthadel, Yomen. Penrod was working with our enemies, and he bought himself the throne through manipulating the assembly. "

  "That sounds like a flaw in the system," Yomen said. "A system that you set up—a system replacing the one of order that existed before it. A people depend on stability in their government; they need someone to look to. A leader that they can trust, a leader with true authority. Only a man chosen by the Lord Ruler has that claim on authority. "

  Elend studied the obligator. The frustrating thing was, he almost agreed with the man. Yomen said things that Elend himself had said, even if they were twisted a bit by his perspective as an obligator.

  "Only a man chosen by the Lord Ruler has that claim on authority . . . " Elend said, frowning. The phrase sounded familiar. "Thats from Durton, isnt it? Calling of Trust?"

  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 wouldnt 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 dont accept that story," Yomen said. "As it has been said, the Sliver of Infinity was unique, unplanned, uncreated. "

  "Dont 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. Hed 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, hed thought that they might be able to respect one another as scholars. There was one problem, however. Elend saw true loathing in Yomens eyes. And, Elend suspected that there was a deeper reason for it than Elends alleged hypocrisy. After all, Elend had married the woman who had killed Yomens 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—youd be able to stay in control,1 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 didnt 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. "

  "Youre no fool, Yomen," Elend said. "Sometimes, fighting isnt worth its cost. We both know that you cant beat me. "

  "That is debatable," Yomen said. "Regardless, I do not respond well to threats. Perhaps if you didnt 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 doesnt change facts. You already have a large empire of your own. In coming here, you betray your arrogance. Why did you need my dominance? Wasnt 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, theres 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 Yomens 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 dont care about the atium—its 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 dont know what you are talking about," Yomen said flatly. He wasnt a particularly good liar.

  "You asked me why I came here," Elend said. "Yomen, its not about conquering or taking this land from you. I realize you may find that hard to believe, but its the truth. The Final Empire is dying. Surely youve seen that. Mankind needs to band together, pool its resources—and you have vital clues we need. Dont 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 dont care if you attack me. " He met Elends 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.

  "Thats 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 arent starved yet. Ill get back to you in a few months. " Ma1ybe then youll 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 youve done here. I think you should reconsider your prejudices. The Lord Ruler probably isnt fond of Vin and me, but Id say that hed 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. Im 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. . . .