Anastasia jumped when Samsul joined them. She looked between the two of them, there was something there between them and she wasn't sure she exactly noticed what it was. George smiled, as though the sudden intrusion didn't phase him, like he had been expecting it, "Yes, of course. Which is why I thought on our way to Urais, we'd head North."

Anastasia looked at him confused, "North? But... Urais is south of Greenspring..."

George chuckled, "Of course it is, we are the Southern Isles after all. But if we head north, we could take the long way and visit some key towns of your country on our way to mine."

Anastasia thought about it, biting her lip. It would be nice to see the country that she was now ruling. After all, she hadn't been out of her hometown until she was race to the Capital and now, she had yet to leave there. George smiled at the Queen considered it, "We'd have people bring you news from the Capital along with work, so you'd never truly be away from your Queenly duties, until we are in Urais for a short period of time. It would be a good break for you... You've been working hard, I'm sure, since they brought to here." She nodded, she had been. Especially in the last three months. George looked at Samsul, "And while doing a tour of her country, she'd been here for sometime still... And as for protection," He looked back at Anastasia, "You'd have to leave your most trusted man in charge of keeping Capital safe."

Anastasia glanced at Samsul, that would be him after all. She sighed and stepped away from the two men, "I think I need to speak with Gerald... get his opinion."