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It was a si, related to his duties as an a through his storedexaht You're just looking for excuses You know that it's iain neers You won't find any examples because there aren't any

He didn't need to look through his ood reason--he could not be a Keeper, could not share the knowledge he'd collected, until he could sort the truth froet distracted lately, he thought with deter the others behind He walked over to his "roo off his view of the others Sitting on the table was his portfolio In the corner, next to a shelf full of cans, sat his sack full of ht I made a promise to myself I will keep it I will not allow ion appears and waves at

He sat down at the table, opening his portfolio, taking out the next sheet in the line It listed the tenets of the Nelazan people, who had worshipped the god Trell Sazed had always been partial to this religion because of its focus on learning and study of mathematics and the heavens He'd saved it for near the end, but had done soelse He'd wanted to put off what he'd knoould happen

Sure enough, as he read about the religion, he saw the holes in its doctrines True, the Nelazan had known a great deal about astronos on the afterlife were sketchy--alue, they'd taught, allowing allthis, however, left Sazed frustrated What good was a religion without answers? Why believe in so if the response to half of his questions was "Ask Trell, and he will answer"?

He didn't dision i to hi He didn't feel like he was in the mood for much, actually

What if Spook really has beco drawn back to the previous conversation It seeht they'd known about Allomancy--such as the existence of only ten ht by the Lord Ruler to hide some powerful secrets

Perhaps it was possible for an Allomancer to spontaneously manifest neers Or, perhaps there was afall It could 1be related to the thing that s, perhaps?

Either way, Sazed's worry about as happening kept hiion as he should He kept getting the feeling that so And Spook was at the center of it

Where was that boy?

"I knohy you're so sad," Spook said

Beldre turned, shock showing on her face She didn't see him at first Hehard for hi across the plot of land that had once been a garden outside the Citizen's hoht that sadness had to do with this garden It must have been beautiful, once You would have seen it in its fullness, before your brother ordered all gardens plowed under You were related to nobility, and probably lived in their society"

She looked surprised at this

"Yes, I know," Spook said "Your brother is an Allomancer He's a Coinshot; I felt his Pushes That day at Marketpit"

She rearden could ever have been--though she did take a step backward as her eyes finally found him in the mists

"Eventually," Spook continued, "I decided that I arden, no ht the sadness in your eyesforbidden to take part in your brother's councils He always sends you out, into the garden, when he meets with his most important officials I knohat it's like to feel useless and excluded a important people"

He took another step forward The rough earth lay torn beneath his feet, covered by an inch of ash, the dreary reht stood the lone shrub that Beldre often caaze at He didn't look toward it; he kept his eyes on her

"I rong," he said "Being forbidden your brother's conferences would lead to frustration, but not such pain Not such regret I know that sorro I killed for the first time this afternoon I helped overthrow empires, then helped build them anew And I'd never killed a man Not until today"

He stopped, then looked into her eyes "Yes, I know that sorrow What I'ure out is why you feel it"

She turned away "You shouldn't be here," she said "There are guards watching--"

"No," Spook said "Not anymore Quellion sent too many men into the city--he's afraid that he'll suffer a revolution, like happened in Luthadel Like he hiht to be afraid, but he rong to leave his own palace so poorly guarded"

"Kill him," Kelsier whispered "Quellion is inside; this is the perfect chance He deserves it, you know he does"

No, Spook thought Not today Not in front of her