The color visibly drained from Sophia's face when Thomas said he needed to question her. She managed to maintain her composure, however, despite the nervousness that wall quickly overcoming her mind. He hadn't said where Jezin was, but the princess had a feeling things weren't going well for her protector. She glanced up at Gareth with a bit of fear before replying to Thomas with a steady, metered voice. "Certainly, Sir Thomas. Where will we be going?" She took another bite of the peach in her hand, trying her best to prevent it from shaking. It seemed Thomas wanted to question Feril as well, though Sophia was unsure of his reasoning. Whatever had happened, it didn't bode well.