As Samsul still didn't arrive, Anastasia started to get worried. To keep her mind off of his current absence she went to the closet and changed into her nightgown. She neatly lay her dress out for Millie and Arabella to grab when they came into the room. She started back to the bed when the door opened and Samsul walked it. She smiled at him and gave him a kiss, "I was starting to worry something had happened," She fixed his shirt a little, he looked undone almost, pale like he had seen a ghost. She took his hand in her own and looked up at him. After a moment, it seemed like he was not going to tell her what was on his mind. She didn't ask but instead placed his hand on her stomach. She watched him when she felt the baby kick his hand. She grinned at him, "It starts earlier this afternoon. After you sent me away," she laughed a little, "Seems to me like our little baby is a fighter and I know exactly where it gets it from," She took his hand again and kissed it.