Anastasia only woke momentarily when Samsul climbed into bed with her. Her eyes opened as she looked at him with a lazy smile, "Oops... I feel asleep," she whispered. Tiredly, she moved herself closer to him and rested her head on his chest. She blinked often, each time she did, her eyes closed for a little bit long. She knew she was going to be starving come morning but her sleepiness won out as she snuggled against her husband. She whispered, "Good night..."

Before she drifted back into dream land.

She woke the next morning and looked around the room. She was greatly confused by her surroundings before she remembered that they had moved rooms to accommodate the two of them. Her stomach growled and she shushed it before she noticed the aroma. She looked up and around the room again and spotted a small table with two trays sitting on it. She smiled, assuming Eric had sent it up after she missed two meals.