Samsul stood in silence as he looked at his parents, both of them staring vacantly out the window as if being lost in another world. Samsul could see Anastasia move from the corner of his eye, so he looked at her and gave her a calm smile as he stood there. He could see worry written all over her face, and wanted for her to be calm while meeting his parents. He didn't know how they would get along, and he only hoped that they would step out of their thoughts to talk to their son and his wife. The smile he gave her was calm and loving as he stood there, and he only hoped that this would all go off without a hitch. He jumped in surprise as he heard a voice that clearly wasn't his own, or Anastasia's.

"If you're going to act like that, Samsul, then I suggest that you step up and Kiss her. Just smiling at her will only do so much." The elderly voice spoke up as his mother turned her head to look at him, seeing the look of shock and embarrassment all over his slightly reddened face. She seemed to have picked up on everything much faster than he thought she would, and it surprised her. The old woman's head turned to Anastasia as she gave her a motherly smile. "Hello Queen Anastasia. I hope you forgive me and my husband, but it gets boring being retired, and we need things to do other than sitting around."