Anastasia looked at Samsul when he reassured her. She enjoyed it when he was around. Due to his new found title, he didn't hover as much, leaving the job to other Lost Elves. It was nice, having him back to calm and comfort her. She nodded her head, "How stressful can saying hello be..."

She looked forward again and stepped out the door. She looked at the carriage as the doors opened. Half of her preparation for today was Gerald teaching the names and faces of those attending. He wanted them to feel as if she had handpicked them herself. And so the slow and strangely steady arrival of guests began. From King and Queens from neighbouring countries to Lords and Ladies of Greenspring. Children raced passed her and into the castle causing her to laugh. Nurses, that had come along, apologized and tried to wrangle the kids of royals and it finally felt like the castle wasn't that empty.

She glanced at Samsul and smiled at him as the last of the carriages pulled up. Gerald, who had joined them at some point during the madness to help Anastasia with names, nodded, "This is the last one."

Anastasia sighed, "Thank goodness. My feet are getting tired."

A greying man climbed out of the carriage and opened the door to two young men. She curtised to them, "Welcome King George and Prince Henry."

George had been placed in a position similar to her own, forced onto the throne due to the death of their parents. They walked up the steps and bowed to her. Henry kissed her hand, "Thank you for inviting us, your highness."

Anastasia smiled, "Well, it would be nice to get some advice from your brother. With the two of you being so young and running the country."

George laughed, "I would love to answer any questions you have, your majesty."

Anastasia nodded, "Wonderful, please come in."

The three of them walked into the palace and Gerald watched them as they went, Amul following, "Prince Henry is a fine lad. Only a year older than the Princess... Little chance at the throne unless his brother falls terribly ill and it seems the three of them are already getting along," He glanced at Samsul to see how he might react, "I think they would be a good match. Don't you?"