Anastasia looked up at Samsul and grinned, she didn't really want to do any training. The few times she had been with the man, he had corrected her fidgeting hands and posture. She couldn't imagine what all imperfections he find if she was in a room with him for more than a few moments. She'd learn some things at some point, him watching her the previous night at the feast, giving her tips made her feel more comfortable standing in front of all those Lords and Ladies, who she knew were judging her. She grabbed her reins and threw over her horses head before she climbed on. She looked around a bit before smiling, "Well then, let's just roam."

She urged her horse forwarded and headed down the street. They roamed with Anastasia changing the direction they were headed from time to time. She looked around at the people who bustled about, all of them taking time to stop and notice her, amazed to see a royal out and about. She looked at Samsul and smiled, "I hope they won't always be so surprised to see me..."