Samsul felt even worse now that he had just indirectly forced Anastasia not to go. He wanted for her to be able to have some freedom and tour around, but he also wanted to be by her sire to protect her if she would ever need him. He stood there with a slightly open mouth as he watched Anastasia walk away and George bow to him before leaving as well. The Lost Elf sighed as he looked at the two of them and fully closed his mouth. Slowly, Samsul decided to follow the queen as well and walked at a quickly pace to catch up to her. He grabbed her hand and looked at her calmly. "I'm sorry Anastasia. If it would make you happy, I will stay here while you tour the country as well as the islands. I'm sure that the other guards can do a good job watching you." He smiled softly at her and lightly squeezed her hand, in the same fashion that she did to him earlier. "Just please send me a letter every once and a while so I can hear how your doing. Okay?"