The next day passed in a blur of preparation and nervous energy.
I spent the morning with Elena, practicing power suppression techniques for the Covenant meeting.
I had told her specifically about the meeting but not the reason for it aside me drawing their intrest.
The goal was to appear capable but not threatening – show enough strength to be useful, not enough to be considered dangerous.
"You're getting better at this," Elena said, watching me manifest a controlled burst of divine energy.
"Control is one tthing. They're going to know whether you're planning something that affects the Covenant's interests." She set down her monitoring equipment. "Have you thought about what you're going to tell her?"
"The truth. Mostly."
"Which parts are you leaving out?"
"The parts that would get me killed."
She smiled grimly. "Smart. Just remember – the Covenant has been around for two thousand years. They've heard every lie, seen every deception."
Sound advice.
