The King Wants To Go Hunting

He approached her gently and spoke to her. "Please, Sophia. Just tell me what is bothering you… I did not expect that you would mourn the death of this Lord Ferdinand and nephew. I did not imagine that they were related to you or whatsoever."

"Of course," Sophie said.

"What?" Leland blinked in confusion.

"There is no way that you would have known about it, Leland." Sophie smiled at him and chose to be more logical. "You weren't there yet at that point in time…"

"Please speak more straightforwardly with me, Sophia," Leland begged. "How will I know what is truly disturbing you? I may be your mate but I cannot read your mind."

Sophie closed her eyes and took a deep shuddering breath. Her heart pounded hard and she tried her best to cover the emotions bursting through her chest. "I… I'm sorry, Leland. I want to go to our room."

It made sense to Sophie that Leland didn't know anything about Nicholas.