Anastasia nodded to her mother and stepped away from her, exploring the room slightly. Melor followed a step behind her, calm and seeming slightly uncomfortable with the change in scenery. She looked down at the tables and the silverware and plates with golden trimming. It was amazing what people spent their money on. She walked over to the band and smiled at them as they played. She curtsied to them before she walked away. She glanced down at Melor who still followed her, "You aren't going to be allowed to stay you know..."

The dog looked up at her at the sound of her voice. She smiled softly, "It is a fancy dinner, you can't run around under the tables like you do at home."

The dog looked ahead again as she went. She looked toward the table at the very front of the room. It appeared to be where they would be sitting. The chairs were slightly larger, making it all appear a little more regal. She walked over to it and looked at Melor, "Sit," she said when he stood below the chair that she assumed she would be sitting in. The dog sat down and she smiled, "Down.."

Melor lowered himself to the ground and curled up beside her chair, "Stay."