" Well, isn't it excellent your majesty?" said Yakov as a genuine smile crept on his face, not the one that said —— ' I am smiling to flatter you', kind of smile but the genuine, ' I am happy and you know it', kind of smile and it would be a lie if Bree said that she wasn't caught in it because she was —- damn it she was. She has seen men smile it wasn't as if it was her first time she saw a man smiling at her, there were all kinds of smiles directed at her —— 'the sleazy one', 'wanna hook up one', 'I will see you tonight' and the most terrifying of all, 'I want to lock you up my doll' smile but Yakov's was different it was a smile that he directed at her just because she made him happy.
Simple and reassuring.
Thank God, he couldn't see the back of her neck with her raven locks cascading down her back or else he would have seen the tomato red crashing wave surging up the back of her neck.
