Anastasia was pulled out of her head when Samsul spoke next to her. She looked up at him and nodded, "Ya.... ya... I guess I was just thinking about how different everything is going to be...."

She fiddled with one of the leaves in the small bouquet she had made. She shrugged after a moment, "Just... you said that we shouldn't go farther from the city because with just you, we could be attacked and things could go south. I just... I used to go running through the field with Melor all the time. I'd pick flowers and bring them back to Mama... Now... If I was wanted to do that I'd have to inconvience so many people..." She sighed and walked over to her horse, "I really shouldn't be thinking about it though... I should be overjoyed... I'm a Princess... I get to go to fancy balls in fancy dress and ride fancy horses. Handsome men will dote on my title.... But I should be happy... Little girls dream about this and it should be a dream come true..." She shook her head, "But it isn't...."