" You seem to have gotten quite close to first consort, your majesty?" Blaise spoke as soon as Yakov jumped out of the balcony, he didn't raise his voice nor did he say anything upsetting but he did raise his hand to take out a handkerchief from his pockets before wiping the spot where Yakov has kissed her neck. " I am hurt, your majesty, you seem to have forgotten that I was your favourite."
Blaise hadn't been wrong in saying so, he was indeed Bree's favourite in the book but that was because he was just as unattractive to Bree as she was to him. He was laced with raw masculinity while topped with sheer charisma and to add to it was his compelling and loaded sexual energy but Bree knew that he was more than just a good time. He wasn't as harmless as he made himself look and if she was being honest among the four, Blaise sort of terrified her the most.
