Bree screamed so loud that she was sure that she could have of course beaten a hell lot of operas singers if she was in for a competition, she stared at the man in front of her and scrambled to the other end of the tub trying to take as many bubbles with her as she could. With her hands frantically covering this and that, she stared at Yakov who very calmly, so calmly that he made her grit her teeth wiped his hands with a handkerchief and placed the bottle of the scented oil back on the table before turning to look at Bree with a soft smile. " You seem startled your majesty."