Samsul nodded at Sara with a small smile and glanced once again at Anastasia and George. He didn't like the two of them together like that at all, and although he repressed his anger at the sight, he kept calm. One of the women who had seen his dancing with Sara had noticed his glances at the Queen and the other man, and slowly stepped up to Samsul with a smile on her face. "You shouldn't worry about the others, good sir." She looked over at the two and her grin was on the verge of becoming a smirk. "Your face lies of the emotions your eyes hold, Lord Samsul. If you are envious of their dancing, then you should have someone of equal skill dance with you." She held out a hand to him and looked at the Lost Elf. He hadn't expected for her to say that to him, and with a small nod, he took her hand and led her to the dance floor, placing his free hand at her waist like he had with Sara. Her other hand rested on his shoulder and the two of them danced gracefully together. He couldn't help but to steal a few glances at Anastasia to see how she was doing. The woman he was dancing with smiled at him and brought his attention to her. "Samsul, You should keep your eyes focused on the woman you're dancing with. My name is Elisif, and if we look like we are having the time of our lives together, then you might catch even more attention than you already have."