With a flurry of emotions racing through his head, Malgarius watched as Gwendolyn left. He was frustrated, confused, and oddly relieved all at once. As she disappeared into the distance, he couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of something much more complicated.
As Gwendolyn disappeared into the night, Malgarius muttered to himself, "That girl is really something..." His frustration was clear, but there was a hint of admiration in his voice. He shook his head, a wry smile playing on his lips. "First, she's nowhere to be found, then she's nearly drowning, and now she's got me all tangled up. What a night."
