Anastasia laughed as he easily rode passed her. When all hopes of her even possibly winning her gone, she threw her hands in the air. She closed the distance to him without use of her hands and managed to slow Gale when they got slow. She rode up to him then stopped her horse entirely, her hands sitting casually on the saddle. She shook her head, "Two, nothing... But Gale and I will manage to win... one day, someday."

She smiled, "I never realized how much I actually missed riding," She looked at him, "Thanks for going along with my insanity."

She urged her horse forward into a walk to make their way to the seamstress, "So... What does Salmnir mean?"