Anastasia nodded slowly when Samsul said no. She understood what he meant but it also meant she was most likely not allowed to leave. Her and Samsul in mourning clothing would be picked up on very quickly and she didn't want that to be the way that people found out. So that meant she was stuck in the palace... Which was the last place she wanted to be. She never went to the city with her mother, it didn't hold any memories of her. The castle, on the other hand, was filled with them. Between the pictures of her in hall, the garden and even the people within the walls, she wouldn't be able to get away from the fact that her mother was dead. 

She pushed her untouched porridge away from herself, "I'm not hungry... Maybe Melor will want it..."