Warbreaker, page 559 by Brandon Sanderson
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hair black? Her little sister, no longer quite as little, seemed to wear the expensive dress well. It fit her. Odd.
As Vasher approached, Siri walked back over, eyes watching him keenly. She no longer seemed to take pride in being unimportant. Vasher arrived, and Susebron dismissed the guards. Behind him, the jungles extended to the north, toward Idris.
Vasher glanced at Vivenna, and she thought he might tell her to go. However, he finally just turned away from her, looking resigned.
"Who are you?" Susebron asked.
"The one responsible for you getting your tongue cut out," Vasher said.
Susebron raised an eyebrow.
Vasher closed his eyes, and muttered something. A Command, which Vivenna could barely hear-and, with his hand placed on his chest, it seemed that the Awakening was directed toward him.
She only caught one word. "Return."
He started to glow. Not like a lantern would glow, not as the sun glowed, but with an aura that made colors brighter. Vivenna started, eyes opening wide as Vasher increased in size. He adjusted the wrap at his waist, making room for his growth. His chest became more firm, the muscles bulging, and the beard scrub on his face retreated, leaving him clean shaven.
His hair turned golden. He still bore the cuts to his body, but they seemed inconsequential. He seemed... divine. The God King watched impassively. He was now faced by a fellow god, a man of his own stature.
"I don't care if you believe me or not," Vasher said, his voice sounding more... noble. "But I will have you know that I left something here, long ago. A wealth of power that I promised to one day recover. I gave instructions for its care, and a charge that it should not be used. The priests, apparently, took this to heart."
Susebron, surprisingly, dropped to one knee. "My lord. Where have you been?"
"Paying for what I've done," Vasher said. "Or trying to. My presence is unimportant. Stand."
What is going on? Vivenn