Warbreaker, page 309 by Brandon Sanderson
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em>not trying to seduce you. You must understand; Blushweaver's aura of allure is simply a part of who she is; it's part of what makes her so charming."
"Regardless," he said. "I will not be swayed by her paranoid arguments and worries."
"My contacts do not think that these things are simple 'paranoia,'" Blushweaver said as the fruit dishes were removed. A small chilled fish fillet arrived next.
"Contacts?" Hopefinder asked. "And just who are these 'contacts' you keep mentioning?"
"People within the God King's palace itself."
"We all have people in the God King's palace," Hopefinder said.
"I don't," Lightsong said. "No people. I thought about sending a dog in there once, though."
Blushweaver rolled her eyes. "My contact is quite important. He hears things, knows things. War is coming."
"I don't believe you," he said, picking at his food, "but that doesn't really matter now, does it? You're not here to get me to believe you. You just want my army."
"Your codes," Blushweaver said. "Lifeless security phrases. What will it cost us to get them?"
Hopefinder picked at his fish some more. "Do you know, Blushweaver, why I find my existence so boring?"
She shook he head. "Honestly, I still think you're bluffing on that count, my dear."
"I'm not," he said. "Eleven years. Eleven years of peace. Eleven years to grow to sincerely loath this system of government we have. We all attend the court of judgment. We listen to the arguments. But most of us don't matter. In any given vote, only those with sway in that area have any real say over anything. During war comes, those of us with Lifeless commands are important. The rest of the time, our opinion rarely matters.
"You want my Lifeless? Be welcome to them! I have had no opportunity to use then in eleven years, and I venture that another eleven will pass without incident. I will give you those Commands, Blushweaver-but only in exchange for your vote.