Samsul nodded slowly at his Queen as she told him the news. If it were her in her daughter's place, she would not be happy to have suddenly been given the thrown because her mother would be gone for an undisclosed amount of time, and this way Anastasia wouldn't be able to deny the throne. Elana hated this plan, but she believed that this was the best way to do things, and only hoped that her daughter wouldn't hate her for what she would be doing.

"Samsul." Elana spoke softly, lacking the usual enthusiasm that she usually had. "Please go and see to it that Anastasia is alright, and keep her in her room throughout the night." Slowly, the queen stood from her chair, as did Samsul. "I hope to see the both of you in the future. Please make sure that she is as happy as she could be." Elana slowly and quietly left the dining hall, a small frown etched on her face as she left his view.

Samsul sighed softly and left the dining hall as well, making sure that Melor was with him, as to not create another incident. They two of them walked through the halls slowly and quietly, save for the occasional bark that Melor would make because of a passing person. Finally, the two of them reached Anastasia's room. Samsul knocked on the door slowly and waited for a response.