A/N: UGH! i'n so busy these days I barely have one to write anymore! Anyway, I'm currently catching up on the Sofia the First episodes, I'm aware that Season 3 has started, but I'm almost done with season 2. Anyway, this is mostly a Miranda centered story because I've been thinking there should be an episode that shows how Miranda would deal with her grief over her first husband. I got the name they released for him, but we have little to no information otherwise, and I think it's wrong of them to neglect how kids may go through grief, and what their parents do. Leila and a few stray OC's are MINE, no touching, otherwise Sofia is Disney.

Rain poured down as a hooded figure snuck out through the doors of the castle. It was the early morning hours and everyone was supposedly still asleep. The figure crept into the barn and brought out her new chestnut mare. "Let's go," the figure whispered, leading the Pegasus out and mounting her. The figure took out an umbrella to keep dry during the ride.

Thirty minutes later, the equine and rider landed and the rider jumped down and started walking down a row of graves. They stopped when they reached a gravestone marked 'Birk Balthazar.' Placing a small bouquet of flowers on the grave, the figure kissed her finger and gently placed it on the grave. "Hey, Birk," the figure whispered, fighting back tears. "It's Miranda… lots of things have happened since I was last here. I've remarried… and became Queen of Enchacia…" the Queen stopped as she swallowed a lump that had formed. "The King is a wonderful father to Sofia… I wish you could see her… she's so beautiful…" the Queen continued speaking to her late husband, talking about her life and memories, until her Pegasus stomped her hoof impatiently. "I'll try to come back next year…" she whispered, once again kissing the gravestone.

After climbing onto the Pegasus, the chestnut took off and headed back to the palace. Once she had landed back at the palace, she led the mare back into the stall, and made sure she was swiftly cleaned off. After the mare was cleaned and comfortable, Miranda hurried into the castle. Since it was obvious she had been out of their bed, the Queen decided to change back into her normal clothes that she wore around the palace.

Sitting down on the window seat she watched as the rain streamed down the window. She allowed the tears to flow freely, believing that her husband was still asleep.

WS

Roland II woke up to cold sheets next to him, implying that Miranda had been out of bed for awhile. When he first woke up, the Queen was nowhere to be seen. Curious, he got out of bed and changed into his royal clothes. When he stepped out of his dressing area, his wife was sitting on the window seat; she was staring out into the rain. Perplexed, he placed his hand on her shoulder, startling her as she jumped and quickly rubbed her eyes before turning to face him. "Hello, Rolie…" she said, attempting to keep her voice even.

Roland could tell that she had been crying and wanted to know what was bothering his wife. "Hello, my Queen," he said affectionately, brushing her cheek with his knuckles. After a moment of silence, she sighed and leaned into him. "What seems to be bothering you?" He asked gently.

"Nothing," Miranda replied distantly. "Nothing that should alarm you…"

Roland frowned and looked down at his wife. "That sounds like it will alarm me, Miranda."

The Queen looked up at him, blinking back more tears. "It's-" she began, only to be cut off.

"Pardon me, Your Majesties," Baileywick called as he entered the room. "But, it's time for your family breakfast."

"Thank you, Baileywick," Roland said, noticing how Miranda tensed at the mention of family; which was highly unusual as Miranda was the one who did her best to make sure everyone spent a little bit if family time with each other. "We'll be there in a moment."

When Baileywick had left, Miranda wiped her eyes again. Roland was growing more concerned about her, but decided they'd talk later. Right now, they had to go see the children, otherwise they'd go their separate ways. "We'll talk later," Roland whispered, offering his hand to his wife.

Miranda looked at him, then took his hand; allowing him to help her up. She then linked her arm through his, like she did on most days and walked out of the room. Roland looked down at her gorgeous ice blue eyes, and his concern grew; but, instead of showing it, he just revealed his affection by kissing her head.

WS

Sofia, Amber, and James were already at the table when their parents arrived. Sofia noticed her mother seemed a bit off, but stayed quiet as their father whispered something in her ear, which made her smile a bit.

"Hey," James said excitedly, clearly not noticing the Queen's mood difference. "Can I go swimming later with Xander?"

The King and Queen looked at each other. Sofia's mother nodded, although she seemed to be distracted by something. It was the King who replied. "Once the rain has let up," Roland replied.

"Would it be okay if Ruby and Jade came as well?" Sofia asked, hoping her mom would answer.

Miranda was looking at something off in the distance as Roland squeezed her hand to get her attention. "I'm sorry, Sofia," she said, looking at her daughter with a soft smile. "What were you asking?"

"Uh, never mind," she said. She would ask Ruby and Jade over another day. Right now she wanted to figure out what was wrong with her mother and see if she could try to fix it.

"Well," Amber said as she finished her grapefruit. "If nobody minds, I'll be going out with Hildegard."

"How long will you be gone?" Roland asked, watching Miranda. She'd hardly touched her breakfast, which was unusual.

"I'll be home for dinner," Amber said, completely oblivious to her mother's behavior. Even James was looking at the Queen curiously by now.

When Miranda shrugged at Amber's question, Roland sighed softly. He hoped the Queen would feel better soon. "As long as you're back by dinner," Roland replied firmly. "You know how much the family meals mean to us."

Amber squealed gleefully. "Thank you, Daddy!"

Baileywick came up behind the King. "Queen Miranda, you've hardly touched your meal," he observed. "Is there something wrong with it?"

"No," Miranda said gently, not making eye contact with anyone. "I'm just not feeling the best today."

"If you're sure," Baileywick replied before turning to the King. "I'm afraid you must be off to your first appointment, Sire."

Roland sighed, giving Miranda one more look. "Alright," he said, getting up. He didn't want to leave his wife in the condition she was in, but duty called.

Sofia and her siblings got away from the table and Sofia headed to her room. Clover, the rabbit, was sleeping on her bed. "Clover!" She called.

The rabbit looked up and hopped over to her. "Hello, Princess," he said. He stopped when Sofia turned and watched her mother walk slowly past the bedroom. They saw the Queen wipe something from her eye, but otherwise completely ignore her daughter; despite the door being wide open. "Hey, Princess," Clover called when the Queen disappeared. "Something wrong?"

Sofia looked down at Clover and sighed. "Sort of…" she said, sitting down on the bed. "Mom's been acting strange today… she hardly said a word at breakfast, and she just completely walked right past me just now without saying hello. She never does that…"

"Well…" Clover said, tapping his chin. "Is she upset about something?"

"Like what?" Sofia asked.

"Maybe the King did something or they had an argument?" Clover suggested.

"I don't think so," Sofia said, shaking her head. "I've never heard them fight before."

"You'd be surprised about things that happen when the kids aren't looking," Clover said. "Most parents don't want their children hearing them fight."

"But why would mom cry after a fight?" Sofia questioned. "I've never really seen her cry before…"

"Whoa!" James called, before wheeling into Sofia's room. He crashed against her bed. "Sorry," he said trying to balance on his wheelie shoes.

"James," Sofia said happily, looking at him. "Have you noticed anything strange about mom today?"

"Aside from her not touching her food?" James said, shrugging. "Not really…although, Dad seemed particularly concerned over her."

"So, you don't think they fought?"

"What would they fight about?" James asked. "I've never seen Dad fight with her."

"Nor have I," Sofia admitted. "But, what would cause her to act so strange?"

"No idea," James said. "I guess we could ask her?"

"No," Sofia said firmly. "I don't want to upset her any more."

"Wait…" James said after a moment. "What about your Father's death?"

"Huh?" Sofia asked, raising an eyebrow. Ever since her mother married the King, she'd always considered him her father. "What do you mean?"

"Your mother was married before she married my father," James explained. "Whenever it gets close to the anniversary of my mother's passing, Dad tends to get a bit distant. Although, that hasn't happened the past couple of years; mostly because I think mom's been keeping his mind off it."

"Oh…" Sofia said. She didn't remember her birth father at all. He had died from pneumonia when she was a baby, and it had been just the two of them until Miranda married the King. "I didn't even think about that. I knew she was sad at times, but she would always try to cover it up when I was around her."

"That's what parents do," James sighed. "Dad did the same thing, but I haven't seen that since mom married him."

"I wish there was something we could do that would cheer her up," Sofia moaned.

"Maybe there is!" James said excitedly. There was a gleam in his eyes that told Sofia there might be some trouble. But, if it cheered her mother up she'd be willing to do it.