Hafgan Hints

I could sense Hafgan’s soul close by on the way home from the night out. I was sure of it, but where he was or if he was going to try to possess Max, I wasn’t certain. So far, it seemed to avoid getting close enough to him for me to get an expert judge of his plans.

I could only assume Hafgan was too afraid to get close to Max at all, and that meant he knew who I was and what I was there for. What he would do now that he knew I was there, I wasn’t sure, but this avoidance of me was not mistaken for anything else.

Max caught up to me and placed his hand on my arm. “Arwen? What are you doing?” He asked. He had a tipsy smile on his face from the drinking he had partaken in.

“I was…” I paused. Could he not see Hafgan’s soul? I shook my head. “The soul I am after is near, but it fled when it saw me,” I told him. The way he looks up at me, all doe-eyed and sleepy. He looks so cute that I want to just e