Anastasia climbed out of the bed with a hand on her stomach. The office was in the middle of the castle, leaving no windows, which left the room stuffy. Headaches kept cropping up while she worked with Samsul and once or twice she had to grab her desk for support to stop herself from falling over. Finally, Samsul sent her out, not wanting her to fall and hurt the baby. She had brought some of the papers to her bedroom but worked through them some time ago. So, she had taken to resting until now. She walked over to the balcony and stood out, looking over their country that spread out beyond the castle wall. She looked down at her stomach and rubbed it through the dress. She was thankful for Autry. She now felt as though she were actually dressed. She felt a little kick and gasped before giggling, "Hello there..." She whispered.