Anastasia spun one last time away from George and curtsied to him as the song came to an end. She looked at him as there was a small applause and laughed a little. The music slowed back down and George took Anastasia hand again but he did not bring her close to dance. Instead he guided her over to the two bay doors that led out into the garden. He walked with her and smiled, "That was quite the dance, Queen Anastasia."

She shook her head, "If I'm calling you, George, you are calling me, Anastasia," She looked at the flowers as they walked, "I love that dance... My Papa taught it to me when I was young."

George nodded, "That explains the lack of you stepping on my feet," Anastasia smacked his arm in return and he laughed, "Alright, I deserved that... Ana..." Anastasia looked at him, confused slightly by the sudden softness in his tone, "You know I'm courting you.... right?" She nodded and he did the same, "Good... I was thinking my brother would have been a better match for you... With us both already being rulers of two seperate countries... But when I saw you... Well, there was a bit of brotherly competition in the carriage before we got out... I know it would be difficult but before we do anything or promise anything," He fixed the crown on his head a little and smiled, "Well, I was wondering if you wanted to come visit Urais..."