Samsul laughed nervously at the thought of an heir in the [i]near[/i] future. Having a little Lost Elf/Human mix running around the halls would be something to see, but he didn't want to see it too soon. He hoped that one day it could happen, but he believed that it was too soon for something like that to happen. Samsul left the room quietly and went back to his own room to get his things. Because of Millie, he couldn't stop thinking about the possibility of little Mix children running around the halls, calling Anastasia and himself their parents.