Anastasia stood at the door, holding her hands behind her back and smiled at her mother as she put her things away. When she stood, Anastasia stepped out of the room to allow her to exit as well. Once she had joined them the three of them walked down that hall. Anastasia looked at her mother, "Excuse Samsul, if he is acting a little strange. I don't think he is used to be beaten," She giggled and nudged him, "Just in a foot race but all the same."

They walked into the dining room and Anastasia took her seat. She smiled at Eric as he came out for them. She giggled a little again, the thought of her realization two months ago that it was this that made her feel like a Princess. She bowed her head, "Good evening, Eric."