Samsul knew that an assassin wouldn't waltz in if he wasn't keeping Anastasia on constant watch, but he was still worried since if something did happen to her, then GreenSpring would have nobody to look up to, and the kingdom would fall soon after her death. He had a reason to be worried about her, even if he couldn't tell her. He was also unsure about how the others of his kinds would react to his job. He hadn't seen to many of his relatives around lately, mainly because his day was occupied with guarding the princess. 

Reaching the courtyard, Samsul stopped Salmnir and looked around, seeing that Benjamin had made his way over here. Samsul greeted the man casually and gave him the reins to his horse after hopping off, watching as the man left with both horses. He smiled a little when Anastasia did an over-dramatic curtsy. He nodded when she promised that she'd be fine, and walked up the steps next to her. "I'm sure that you will, but I should still escort you to Gerald so he can take over." He said as he opened the door, holding it open for the princess.