““Vin,” he said flatly, “did you just suggest that we attend a ball being held in the middle of a city we’re besieging?” “You think it’s a good idea,” Vin said, smiling impishly. “It’s a crazy idea,” Elend said. “I’m emperor—I shouldn’t be sneaking into the enemy city so I can go to a party.” Vin narrowed her eyes, staring at him. “I will admit, however,” Elend said, “that the concept does have considerable charm.””
