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Your will matters not! Syl shouted. You cannot hold me back if he speaks the Words! The Words, Kaladin! Say them! ‘I will protect even those I hate,’ Kaladin whispered through bloody lips. ‘So long as it is right.’

My father thinks I’m a better man than he is. Unfortunately for you, he’s wrong.

Honor is dead. But I’ll see what I can do.

I have spent too much of my time worrying about what people think, Navani. When I thought my time had arrived, I realized that all my worrying had been wasted. In the end, I was pleased with how I had lived my life.

‘What is a man’s life worth?’ Dalinar asked softly.

‘The slavemasters say one is worth about two emerald broams,’ Kaladin said, frowning.

‘And what do you say?’

‘A life is priceless,’ he said immediately, quoting his father.

Dalinar smiled, wrinkle lines extending from the corners of his eyes.

‘Coincidentally, that is the exact value of a Shardblade. So today, you and your men sacrificed to buy me twenty-six hundred priceless lives. And all I had to repay you with was a single priceless sword. I call that a bargain.’