Anastasia looked out the window of the carriage as they rode along a beach of Urais. As she looked out onto the water, she smiled softly. She looked down at the letter in her lap and the pen in her hand. She had kept her promise to Samsul and wrote letters to him often. It wasn't hard. There was so much to see and she found that he was the only one she truly wanted to share her excitement with. She had even told the others that she wished to do a little bit of work to get the carriage to herself. She wrote: 

[i]Dear Samsul,

I've just come to realize that you are still making me work while on vacation. With all these letters I've written to you, my writing has become less laughable. Urais is beautiful and warm. I've even gotten to see the ocean. It is like nothing I've ever seen before. I wish I could show it to you. We had a picnic on the sand and George even got attacked by gulls. He deserved it, he had been taunting them with his sandwich for sometime. Despite how amusing the spectacle was, I was the only one to laugh. In fact, none of the staff seem as warm as those at home. The people here are lovely and joyful. There are celebrations almost everywhere we go. Although, I feel that is because we are there. I snuck a glimpse when we were moving through the night at a small town I don't believe I was to see. The people were nothing but skin and bones, begging the guards for food. One of George's guards even kicked a man away. I couldn't continue to watch. We really must deal with any hunger issues in Greenspring when I return...

There have been many days on my trip where I've wished that you could have come. However, I find it easy to relax knowing that you are watching of Greenspring for me. For that, I cannot thank you enough. 

I miss home and soon we will be finishing our tour of Urais and returned to Greenspring. I can hardly wait. Urais is wonderful but I miss home. Everyone here, spare George, calls me Queen Anastasia, which is strange it itself. The people of Urais seem to love George and Prince Henry but I feel as though it is different from the love Queen Elena had, the love that I wish to have. These people gives us things as we go, in fact, George is currently sitting in the second carriage with three guards and a chicken someone gave to me. They wanted to leave it behind but I insisted we take and care for it. Besides, that could have been that woman's livelihood. I've named her, Bon. I hope you are taking good care of Melor for me. I miss him terribly. As I do you.

Sincerely, 
Anastasia[/i]