Samsul nodded at her and thought about the passing of time. The three months seemed to long ago, but it wasn't all that long. Pulling himself out of thought, he followed Anastasia though the hall and kept quiet. The halls held so many memories of their beloved queen and it was near impossible to not think about her and the effect she had on the people she ruled. When she asked about the stables, he nodded to her once more. That seemed to have been the one place that they hadn't been at with the company of the queen. "We can head to the stables. I don't see any reason that we can't."