A few days had passed before Samsul read the letter that was written to him by Anastasia. He loved getting her letters, and it seemed that Melor had grown to love them as well since they carried the scent of Anastasia on them. Currently, he was in his room and sitting on the edge of his bed with Melor in his lap, just starting to sleep comfortably. Samsul read the Letter and smiled at is as he partially red it out loud. He was happy to hear that she had been doing so well, as well as coming up with ideas of what should be fixed in Greenspring. As he finished up the letter, he leaned over and set it down on his nightstand where all of the other letters were and smiled at them. He loved getting her letters, and it was nice to hear how she had been doing so far. Slowly, Samsul picked Melor up and off of his lap before standing up to walk to his desk where a candle was. He put out the flame quickly and walked back to his bed, making sure not to wake up Melor in the progress. He hoped that Anastasia would return soon, as he found it very hard to keep living his life without her there.