Anastasia nodded and walked out of the shop. She looked at Samsul as he explained that they wouldn't be needed until later. She walked over to her horse and untied him, glad to see that he hadn't been taking or managed to run off. She gave him a good scratch on the neck, praising him for being calm while tied outside the shop. She glanced back at Samsul, "You know... I've asked you were you like to go in the city twice and you have avoided the question or managed to answer a different one.... I'm starting to think that you only come down here for crown related business," After a moment, she realized that was quite possibly true, "No... I get that because you are some special race that you are like a tier lower than royalty on the social ladder... but seriously. Not once?" She shook her head, "Well... I intend on coming down here often and meeting the people I'm expected to take care of one day... And so long as you follow my every step... I suppose you'll be joining me.... Then again.... I guess that would still just be for crown related reasons," she sighed and pet her horse again, "So... Where to now? Are we going to head back to the palace for Gerald to mold me into a prissy princess?"