Anastasia smiled, thankful that he said he would take her. She sat up again, removing the cloth from her head. Melor rolled over as she dislodged him from his resting spot. He looked up at her, clearly displeased that she was getting up. Millie helped her to her feet, "Better, Anastasia?"

She took a moment to get used to standing then nodded, "Much... I think walking a bit will do me well...."

Melor's ears perked up when she said walking. He stood her bed and whined, she grinned, "Yes, you can come, Melor."

The dog jumped off the bed and started prancing around. The two maids brought over a pair of shoes, "You'll be fine to walk around in that, Anastasia... If you'd like of course. The dresses may be too tight to wear well not feeling well."

Anastasia nodded and put her feet into the shoes and patted her hands against her legs as she looked up at Samsul, "Well then... I'm ready when you are."