Primrose's face dropped. "Oh," she murmured, pausing for a moment before forcing a small smile. "That's alright."
Edmund held his breath. The look on her face hit him like a punch to the gut. He couldn't bear to ask her to keep walking anymore. Instead, he gently led her toward a nearby bench in the garden.
"Let's take a break for a bit," he said, helping her sit down carefully before taking a seat beside her. "Besides … I also want to give you something."
Primrose tilted her head, wondering what kind of surprise did Edmund want to give her.
Unfortunately, she couldn't peek into his thoughts like she usually could. His wolf, for some reason, was purposely blocking her.
She was still wondering how his wolf could block her ability so effortlessly like that, especially when Primrose was able to hear everyone's thoughts without resistance, even those of the strongest soldiers.
