Samsul hadn't noticed that Anastasia had fallen asleep until he set the book down to see how she was doing. He smiled softly at her as he looked at his wife, kissing her lightly before setting the book down on the nightstand slowly and carefully, He didn't want to wake her, so he didn't move after that and allowed himself to relax, closing his eyes and breathing at an easy pace. He had actually enjoyed reading to Anastasia and the children, and if she had read to them that book before he did, then he agrred with Anastasia in believing that they would know the book by heart when they came out.