Anastasia was surprised and rather pleased that Eric was working on a stew. She had always enjoyed stew. She smiled and bowed her head slightly in thanks but remained quiet as he then turned to speak with Samsul. With a nod from him, Eric ran off back to the kitchen. Anastasia was looking at the door, trying to figure out how they were watching for her and Samsul while continuing to work at making food. She was biting her lip again, deep in thought, when Samsul's voice pulled her out of it. She giggled a little, embarrassed, when he asked her what it was that had caused her to snicker. She smiled at him, "Myself... Twice now we've come in here and haven't even had to make our presence known. I was thinking how it made me feel like Princess. Which I found amusing since all of this, my room, the castle, these dresses, you, should make me feel like a Princess... But nope, it is the fact that the kitchen staff knows when I'm here that makes this all real," she laughed again at the thought.