Anastasia watched at Samsul as he stood, slightly confused on where he was going with. Until he lowered to a knee and asked her to consider marrying him. Her eyes widened as she stared at him, absolutely stunned. He wanted to marry her! The two of them hardly even had physical contact unless it was reassuring and he wanted to marry her! Well, that did explain his distaste toward the thought of her leaving and his request for her not to return to court betrothed to George. She thought about how much she had missed him while she was gone. Everything she saw, she wanted to share with him. She thought about how she had told her parents her hopes to bring him back so that they could meet him. She thought about how long she had been sitting there staring at the man, saying nothing. She slowly started to smile as she tried to find her voice. She whispered, "Yes.... Yes, I will."

She took the ring and slid it onto her hand before she leaned forward and kissed him. It wasn't until she did it that she realized how much she had been wanting to do it. Pulling away, she blushed, "I really missed you..."