Karl sighed, understandingly nodding.

"Alright. I've contacted a friend in Folkava. He'll help you once you're there.”

Maggie's smile conveyed her gratitude.

“Karl, I'm at a loss for words to thank you."

Gazing at her fine features, Karl found himself saying, “If you're truly thankful, why not let me look after you?"

Maggie froze, her gaze fixed on Karl, a flicker of confusion in her eyes.

“Karl, I..."

She paused, questioning his intent.

Was he implying he wanted her as more than a friend?

Yet she saw him only as a companion.

“Maggie, don't overthink it. Consider me your closest friend. You can lean on me whenever you face any trouble."

Karl caught her evasive look and, sensing her hesitance, swiftly softened his approach.

Clearly, he had been too forward.

He risked driving her away.

A wave of relief washed over Maggie.

Her appreciation was immense, yet she struggled to express it.

“Thank you, Karl."

"So, is it about time to leave? Have a safe journey."

Karl displayed a cheerful demeanor and gently tapped her shoulder.

Maggie nodded, then remembered to caution him, "Karl, you must keep my location a secret from everyone..