Anastasia smiled at her mother. She nodded when she addressed Samsul listening to her. She shrugged, "Well, he tends to go off and play with Melor while I am doing my lessons... I think it is so that he can say, he is protecting him rather than goofing off with him."

She giggled and grinned at Samsul. Melor walked under the table, brushing up against all off the legs before sitting down on Samsul's feet. Anastasia looked down and spotted him, laughing. She meet Samsul's eye and shook her head slightly, "If I'm not mistaken, I think he likes you."