Chapter 4: ConclaveThe moment the grinel revealed herself, Hawke's essence began to flare up and crackle dangerously around him. His hand tightened on Symphony's hilt, and he bared his teeth like a rabid animal as he pulled the blade halfway from its sheath.
“You would dare threaten a diplomat of the grinel?” the stranger said, taking hold of a sheath that was tied to her side. She gave it a small warning shake, and I could have sworn I heard something sloshing around inside of it.
“Hawke, control yourself!” Uraj snapped. “You've met Crest Tilak before! You know she means no harm here!”
I knew better than most the seething hatred Hawke held for all grinel. He had witnessed firsthand their conquering of the world, had been forced to fight against them for most of his considerably long li
