So, the Inquisition was formed. The nobles begin to fear assassination from all sides. The times of nobility Mistborn killing each other are over. The Steel Inquisitors look for aristocrat traitors and insurgent skaa, and the skaa try with all their strength to merely survive. The Lord Ruler's perfect Final Empire is slowly devolving into chaos.
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Lorena was in a bad mood. She'd been trying to talk to her parents all night about tomorrow's ball, but of course they'd been more interested in her brother managing to eat "all by himself" than their daughter's damned debut.Ugh stupid little cretin. she thought, stomping her way to her room, Enjoy your time in the limelight while you can, Edric. I'm going to make Mother and Father forget all about your stupid face. She was so busy imagining her stupid little brother's crying face that she almost ran into a man standing outside her family's room.  Lorena was incensed. She wished, just for a moment, that she really was Mistborn. Surely if she was this- this atrocity would have never happened. It was just an offense of the highest order! Completely unacceptable in every way! This would not do at all! At all!"What do you mean it's taken." She said to the attendant, her voice laced with venom, "I booked a private bath weeks ago. What to you bloody mean they're all taken?!"
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