Samsul stopped as Millie told him to do so, and waited for her to undo the ribbon and Anastasia had. He smiled at the young woman and nodded in thanks as he slowly set her down on the bed and lay the blankets over her. He walked over to the door and met Millie once more. He nodded again as he glanced at the door and smiled at her. "Thank you. I'll be back momentarily. I have yet to eat. I shouldn't be gone long." He whispered to her as he stepped out of the room and headed back to the dining hall, where Eric had only one plate of food out on the table. The older man looked at Samsul and smiled. "She seemed very tired, and I assumed that only you would come back." He motioned towards the food and took a step away from the table. "There you go. I hope you enjoy the food." Samsul nodded at him and sat down at his usual spot before starting to eat the food that Eric had made for him. He was thankful to have such a talented chef in the castle, and when he was done, Samsul stood up and want back to his room, where he opened the door slowly and closed it behind him. The Lost Elf removed his shirt like the previous night and took off his shoes before joining his wife to be in their new bed.