Anastasia looked at her mother and bowed her head, "Thank you, mother..."

She took the hand that Samsul offered her and stood. Stepping out from in front of the chair, she released it. She placed her hands on her stomach gingerly and allowed the guard to guide her to her new rooms."

She walked along with him, keeping her head steady and high, attempting to look as not ill as possible. When they reach her room, her eyes widened. Room was an understatement, add a few beds and a small family could live in it. There was couch and bathroom, as well as a large walk in closet. Two maids stood in the middle and curtsied, "Princess, we will be your maids in waiting... can we help you with anything?"

Anastasia thought about it and suddenly found it hard to breath. She looked at the both of him, "Um... something I can breath in.... and maybe a bucket..."

She started to see spots as one of the women whisked her into the closet, closing it to prevent her from being indecent in front of Samsul, while the other left the room to retrieve a bucket. Ana came out a little while later pale in an extravagant nightgown, with puffy sleeves and a frilly front. She made it to the couch before collapsing. She sat there, feeling as though she were on fire and still found breathing difficult. The maid who had left ran in with a bucket and handed it to the Princess, "Here you are M'Lady."

Anastasia took it into her arms and hugged it, "No M'lady... I'm not a lady... In fact, I'm just a common girl who can't even pretend to be a princess without getting ill..."