Anastasia looked at the guard when he spoke up, had he said anything since they had arrived? She gave her mother a small smile and nodded. She followed her up the stairs. She looked back at Gerald and Samsul as they bowed and did a small awkward curtsy. She didn't know what she was doing. She felt if she copied the Queen in the way of manners, she'd do well with etiquette and horribly with respect to the Queen. She quickly caught up to the Queen and began to fidget again. Gerald took her hands once more, making her hold them again, "You look lovely when you don't fidget. Hold your hands when you feel the need to, it'll help with the nerves."

She gave the man a quick nod. He smiled and fell back a step, falling in line with Samsul. She glanced back at the two of them again before she started to look around the castle. It was nothing like she had ever seen. There was artwork and tapestries as she had never seen before. She looked in awe of it all and of all that was happening. All this time she had kept her head down and thought herself to be nothing only to find out now that she was Princess and destined to be Queen. She shook her head a little and smiled, her emotions still fought within her with how she felt about it.