As Anastasia nodded to him, Samsul smiled softly at her and took his hand off of hers. His efforts to calm her down seemed to have worked for the time being, and he was glad that he could help her in any way that he could. He had to be strong for the queen's sake since she was the one who had put him up to the task in the first place. He was thankful for the chance to watch over the princess, and was glad that he was the one chosen for such a task. He stayed at his side as he watched her write, forgetting that he was the one who was supposed to be guarding the room while Gerald taught her. As he remembered that, he sighed with a small smile and glanced back to the older man, wondering what he was thinking of at the moment.