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The Making of a New Queen

George looked at Samsul and smiled. He bowed to the man, "I'm sorry. I just couldn't keep my distance," He smirked at the man, "She and this country need a royal, not a guard with a title."

Anastasia returned slightly after, "Gerald says he thinks it would be a good idea... I haven't seen much of Greenspring, after all. He also said that taking a break would be a good idea," she bit her lip and looked at Samsul, "I can't help anyone if I don't know how they are living..." She looked at George and took Samsul's hand before pulling him away from the King. She looked up at him, "I know you are against this... And I know... That I shouldn't leave Greenspring because we are still at war and someone might jump on the chance to attack... But I'm tired," She confessed, "I've been working nonstop to become this Queen that I think everyone wants me to be... I have to keep being strong about what happened to my mother because everyone here is watching me... If I leave for a little bit... There won't be so many eyes on me and I can finally stop having to pretend like I'm okay..." She bit her lip, "But I want Greenspring to be safe while I'm gone and Gerald would do a wonderful job with taxes and trades but I need someone to protect Greenspring," She squeezed his hand that she still held, "Could you do that?"

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia jumped when Samsul joined them. She looked between the two of them, there was something there between them and she wasn't sure she exactly noticed what it was. George smiled, as though the sudden intrusion didn't phase him, like he had been expecting it, "Yes, of course. Which is why I thought on our way to Urais, we'd head North."

Anastasia looked at him confused, "North? But... Urais is south of Greenspring..."

George chuckled, "Of course it is, we are the Southern Isles after all. But if we head north, we could take the long way and visit some key towns of your country on our way to mine."

Anastasia thought about it, biting her lip. It would be nice to see the country that she was now ruling. After all, she hadn't been out of her hometown until she was race to the Capital and now, she had yet to leave there. George smiled at the Queen considered it, "We'd have people bring you news from the Capital along with work, so you'd never truly be away from your Queenly duties, until we are in Urais for a short period of time. It would be a good break for you... You've been working hard, I'm sure, since they brought to here." She nodded, she had been. Especially in the last three months. George looked at Samsul, "And while doing a tour of her country, she'd been here for sometime still... And as for protection," He looked back at Anastasia, "You'd have to leave your most trusted man in charge of keeping Capital safe."

Anastasia glanced at Samsul, that would be him after all. She sighed and stepped away from the two men, "I think I need to speak with Gerald... get his opinion."

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia spun one last time away from George and curtsied to him as the song came to an end. She looked at him as there was a small applause and laughed a little. The music slowed back down and George took Anastasia hand again but he did not bring her close to dance. Instead he guided her over to the two bay doors that led out into the garden. He walked with her and smiled, "That was quite the dance, Queen Anastasia."

She shook her head, "If I'm calling you, George, you are calling me, Anastasia," She looked at the flowers as they walked, "I love that dance... My Papa taught it to me when I was young."

George nodded, "That explains the lack of you stepping on my feet," Anastasia smacked his arm in return and he laughed, "Alright, I deserved that... Ana..." Anastasia looked at him, confused slightly by the sudden softness in his tone, "You know I'm courting you.... right?" She nodded and he did the same, "Good... I was thinking my brother would have been a better match for you... With us both already being rulers of two seperate countries... But when I saw you... Well, there was a bit of brotherly competition in the carriage before we got out... I know it would be difficult but before we do anything or promise anything," He fixed the crown on his head a little and smiled, "Well, I was wondering if you wanted to come visit Urais..."

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia danced with George, giggling whenever she stepped on his foot. Every once in a while, he'd gently tap his foot on top of her's. She looked up at him when he did, confused. He chuckled, "Just making sure I get the chance to step on your feet too."

She laughed and shook her head, "How gentlemanly of you."

The music picked up and her eyes widened, "I know this song!"

George's eyebrows knitted together as he listened to the song, trying to pick it out. Failing to do so, he looked down at the Princess, "Really? I... do not."

She stepped back from the King and started to dance in a choerographed fashion. Stepping toward him again, she took his hand, "It is a... commoner song. They used to play it at every event," She began to walk him through the steps. He looked at her, "You are a very good teacher, Anastasia."

She shook her head, "No, it is just a very simple dance," She spun herself around on his hand, grinning. This was her favourite dance when she was back home. It was quick and upbeat and George caught on very quickly and soon the two of them where dancing around the room. Some of the royals and Lords and Ladies, stepped back. Due to a upbringing in court, they had very little knowledge of the dance. The minstrels must have played it just for her. She caught a glimpse of Gerald, she had mentioned to him once in her lesson that this was her favourite dance. She wondered if it was him who had requested the song for her. She laughed as they dance along, forgetting those who were not dancing, were watching. Of course, those who still were dancing were watching, they were just trying to dance along.

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia looked over at Samsul again while he danced. King George caught her gaze and followed, "He is a fine dancer," he said calmly.

She pulled her eyes away and smiled, "He is, isn't he? He should have told me. Maybe I wouldn't step on your toes."

He chuckled, "Well, now there is no fun in that," he guided her away from himself and spun her back, "Besides you are very light on your feet, I hardly felt a thing."

As he spun her around again, Anastasia laughed. She looked at him, "I have a difficult time believing that, your majesty."

They continued to dance, the King holding the new Queen close, smiling at her, "Call me George," Anastasia was slightly surprised by the request. Yes, she had asked Samsul and a few other helpers around the palace to call her Anastasia, but she had grown up being called just Anastasia. No title, nothing. It brought her back down, hearing just her name. She wondered why the King wished to be called by a name without a title. Something that was probably foreign to him. She nodded, "Alright... George."

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia smiled and danced with the King to the music. She wasn't used to this kind of music. When she danced at home, the music was upbeat and lively and the dance did not bring you as close to step on someone's foot. She blushed deeply when she did just that to the King, "I'm sorry, King Jeffery... I'm not used to this kind of dancing..."

Jeffery chuckled, "Only 6 months to become Queen, I give you permission to step on myself."

Anastasia laughed a little, "Why thank you," She caught a glimpse of Samsul talking to a young girl in green dress and smiled as they walked to the dance floor. Oh good, he wasn't just going to stand around. That made her happy but she couldn't help but feel a small pang in her stomach... She just hoped she wasn't getting sick again. King Jeffery looked over her shoulder, "I do believe you have an admirer, your majesty?"

"What?" Anastasia asked as she looked over her shoulder. She spotted King George, who was watching her, and blushed again, "You think so?"

The King grinned, "I know so," He nodded and moments later, King George was at their side. King Jeffery handed Anastasia off to him, "Enjoy yourselves."

King George placed his hand on her waist, she placed a hand on his shoulder. He smiled at her, "You look lovely, your highness."

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Anastasia sighed and shook her head, "It's fine, Samsul..." She gave him a soft smile, "I'll be fine.... Now, come along, it is time that I go to my first ball..."

They walked to the Ballroom and as she entered someone, somewhere, introduced her to the crowd. They began to applaud again and she paused, waiting for them to stop. She grinned, "Well..." She looked to the minstrels, "Let's begin."

They began to play music and people began to grab partners to dance with. Anastasia turned to look at Samsul, she hadn't done much of dancing in her court studies. It might have been nice to start the night with someone she didn't have to impress. However, an elderly king walked over to them and bowed, "May I ask the new Queen for a dance?"

Anastasia smiled and curtsied, "Why of course."

She placed her hand in his outstretched one and allowed him to bring her toward the dancing crowd. She looked over at Samsul and waved her hand, telling him to go dance. Besides, he was off duty today.

When I Lost You (Magic223 and Tsubasa)

Natasha smiled as he pushed her in the wheelchair. Having to drag the hanger with all her medication made it quite difficult to leave the room on her own. So, she was thankful for those who popped in and took her out of the room for a little bit. Besides, it wasn't like she was going to get up and walk. She couldn't wait until the doctor deemed her well enough to go higher floors. It was killing her, not talking to the others about Loki. The doctor and Clint both refused to allow anyone to discuss Loki with her, not wanting her to suffer another panic attack. However, she didn't know where he was, what he was doing and she was scared that he was going to take Clint again... That he was going to make him kill her.

She relaxed in her chair and looked up at Clint, "Why did it take you getting taken over by some evil god bent on killing me and me almost dying for us to realize our feelings?" She asked, laughing a little at the absurdity of the question.

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia was just happy. There had been so much stress with the coronation. She had even had a nightmare where the crown on her head started to scream about her being unfit. Others were of people stopping coronation or her dead mother weeping, knowing that Anastasia was going to run Greenspring into the ground. However, no inanimate objects spoke, no ghosts terrorized her and everyone seemed rather happy about her being Queen. She spoke to a few of the royals, mainly saying thank you as they congratulated her.

King George came over to her and smiled, "You need wonderful, Queen Anastasia. And that speech he gave was wonderful."

Anastasia smiled, "Was it?"

He chuckled, "I didn't listen much at my coronation. They could have been talking about pig's blood for all I know," he glanced at Samsul, "I was told to keep my distance... But save me a dance, your majesty."

Anastasia looked at him confused. Why would anyone tell me to stay away? That hardly made any sense. She was supposed to be looking for suitors and well, King George was the first not to just bow and run off. She smiled, "I think I can save more than a dance."

She watched as he grinned and bowed before walking off to the dining hall. She turned and looked to Samsul as the room cleared out, "Did you tell King George to keep his distance."

When I Lost You (Magic223 and Tsubasa)

Natasha looked up at him and smiled, "Don't worry... It is mainly just the leg now... The bone still have to heal after all," she reached up with her good arm and placed her hand on his neck, "I hardly even have scars. Other than the knife wound on my arm, besides," she pulled him closer for her to kiss, "Scars are sexy."

She laughed and took hold of her hanger again. She thought about where it was that they could go. They could access any floor they wanted but the doctor didn't want them going to far, in case she had another panic attack or something else went wrong. She pursed her lips, "How about a trip around the level, gets me out of the room a little and I don't go stir crazy."

She looked up at him and smiled, "Thank you for taking me out like this... It has to be rather boring for you."