163 Can’t you do something this small for me?

This was why one should never provoke a smiling psychopath, Bree's gaze fell on the spoon that was twisted and then crumbled into bits before raising her head to look at Yakov, he was still munching at the stew that looked more like meat cooked in nothing but salt, pepper and water. If she was being honest with herself, it looked just as unappetising as it looked but there was no way she could have complained about the quality and taste of food when she was sitting in the middle of a forest after being attacked by a monster right?

She poked the big piece of meat in the stew and then picked it up to take a bite, no point in procrastinating about it. She only had this and nothing else to eat, "You don't have to look at me like I killed your cat, I did what I thought a wise ruler would have done. You should be glad that I am doing a good job as the Queen, shouldn't you?"