Anastasia looked at him when he hopped down from his own horse. She had a small smile on her face as she though that the Queen might enjoy the flowers. It reminded her smiled of being back at home. When he asked her if she was going to pick anymore, she nodded. Slowly, she started to pick a few more Daylilys before grabbing some of the tall grass. She added it and a couple other wildflowers before she pulled a ribbon out of her hair and tied it around the flowers, holding it all together. She looked at it and smiled, smelling it all flowers. She hoped that the Queen would enjoy them. She looked at Samsul then plucked another wildflower, "This one in indigenous... Purple... which is a colour for royals... Also, it tends to be looked over because it isn't to flashy," she shrugged, "It shouldn't be... It's a rather lovely flower," She shrugged and handed it to him, "Here, it's like you."