Samsul had caught on quickly that she in fact, wasn't fine, but he really wasn't sure whether to say anything about it or not. Elana had also caught on, and she was a little scared about it. Did her daughter know about what would soon be happening, and would be thrown onto the throne because nobody else could? "I.." Elana started out, but quickly stopped. "If you aren't feeling well, Anastasia. Would you like to head to your room and get some rest?" She wasn't sure what to say, and had wondered what was going through her daughter's mind.