As they reached the seamstress's, Samsul dismounted from his horse and walked to the door, waiting for Anastasia to do the same. His eyes moved to the boy who had fallen over and was truly surprised to see that the princess was helping the boy and even revieced a hug from him. A small smile was brought to his face as she let to and the boy left to go and play with the others. "You will be a good and well known Queen.." He talked to himself quietly as he led the door open, motioning for her to step inside. He looked around the see that the seamstress was at work in her large desk, but had noticed that Samsul was there, holding the door open. "Hello Samsul, it's nice to see you again. Has the Queen requested a new dress?" She asked curiously, not knowing that the Queen's daughter was there instead of the queen herself. Samsul shook his head and looked at the aged woman. "No, I am here with her daughter, Princess Anastasia. She would like a dress that isn't as... binding..."