He shook his head with a smile and glanced at the door to the kitchens. "Not a problem at all, princess. He is your pet, and therefore a part of the royal family. It would be an honor to serve him as well as you. If you'll excuse me, now." He spoke calmly and departed from the table and back to the kitchen to find a piece of meat or something to quickly cook up to make sure that the dog wouldn't get sick.

Samsul's eyes followed Eric until he left the hall, and then he looked over to Anastasia and the food. "We should begin eating now princess, Eric shouldn't take very long."