Yakov had a very good idea why Harley came looking for him. Though omegas were expected to help alphas in spreading their bloodline and live a very quiet and peaceful life, Harley was an exception to him, she was born omega and didn't have even an ounce of alpha blood in her veins but she was ambitious and thus, she was easy to use. He was the heir of the Sceptre family, the Dragniere family promised him that his firstborn son would take after the name of the Sceptre family thus inheriting the properties that were owned by his family.
And he was the only one who was given this promise as for the rest, it would depend on Bree's mood whether she was willing to give birth to an heir for another family for the rest of her mates.
With this alone it was enough to understand how important and pure his bloodline was, as a werewolf with the purest blood among them all, Yakov received an education that was vividly different from others and as a prodigy, it was very difficult for anyone to fool him with just sweet talk.
He could see through Harley, knew about her ambition and knew about the ideas that she had in her mind but he never cared about them, even though he could see that Harley was a threat to Bree and might harm her in one way or another, he never tried to put an end to her small life, all because she was a perfect deception.
And if she tried to touch his mate it wasn't as if he wouldn't be able to break the wings of this canary with his hands.
" Yakov?" Harley called out when she didn't hear him say anything for a long time, her glittering golden eyes filled with concern.
For a second Yakov paused as he stared at those eyes, ah—— looks like things were going to get complicated. In the beginning, when this maid approached him, her eyes were blank, devoid of any emotions though she spoke animatedly to him and even made him laugh sometimes when he was upset, her eyes remained stoically cold but now they were warm and filled with concern for him.
How annoying.
Though Yakov wasn't any more fond of Harley than the pet panther at his house, he still played his role well. With a smile he picked the small magical crystal bell that was on the tea table and shook it lightly, a melodious jingle echoed in the garden before a group of brownies ( broonies) came rushing at once.
Brownies were magical creatures the size of elves with brown skin that was covered in hair and Harley considered them rather ugly, but she never tried to show it on her face, these little things were pretty arrogant and mischievous, it was said that the slightest offence can make them leave and though the palace of the Dragon Queen had many maids and butlers working, only Brownies were the ones who were trusted with the cleaning magical artefacts and omegas like hers were not even allowed to get near those artefacts.
" You called master," croaked the eldest brownie as his eyes sharply assessed Harley and then turned back to Yakov in spilt second, though it was only a brief glance, Harley could see that the creature's eyes were full of derision and contempt, clearly he considered serving a slave like him as a task that wasn't worthy of his time, and clearly didn't want to do it.
Harley right then exploded, if she wasn't afraid of offending this group of brownies and getting her pay cut, she would have definitely scolded him good! So, what if he was only loyal to his master? If not for the Dragon Queen interfering with her plans she would have been the one who would have become his master by the next week!
Yakov seemed to be completely oblivious of what was happening between the brownies and Harley he tapped the tea table and respectfully offered a bowl of milk with cream to the head of the brownies before saying, " Can I request you all to bake some desserts for us and a few sandwiches, I think that Miss Vincent hasn't eaten anything yet."
The head stared at the bowl of milk that was offered to him and hesitatingly took it. Though he could have refused, this was still the consort of the Dragon Queen, it was better to show some respect than offend him outright, but cooking for a mere maid? This wouldn't do, he has to complain about this to the head maid soon.
How can he cook for a woman like him? Brownies were around this realm for thousands of years and developed many magical powers other than the ones they had to finish the household works, looking at Harley, the head could see the dark aura that shrouded her entire being, this woman she wasn't just bad —— there was something inside her that was beyond evil.
But it wasn't his concern as a brownie, his duty was only to follow his master's orders as to whether the master lived or die, it wasn't of his concern until or unless they were talking about the Dragon Queen. Protecting her was the duty of every creature.
" Yes, master." The head bowed and then furtively at Harley who despite being treated like a vermin has to smile like everything was alright. This brownie! Who did he think he was? So, what if she was a maid? She was also the beloved lover of the four consorts!
Though brownies looked like they weren't capable of much work with their tiny sizes, it didn't take it long for them to magically teleport a table full of desserts and ham sandwiches.
Even Harley who despised those ugly beings had to admit that their cooking was simply phenomenal!
" Do you feel alright now?" asked Yakov as he sipped on his tea, Harley who was busy stuffing her mouth never once noticed that Yakov who was smiling at her like he was really worried about her was actually looking at her with eyes that were full of contempt. He glanced at the empty plates and scrunched up his brows lightly, this woman was seriously taking him too lightly, how can she eat so boorishly in front of him?
Compared to her, Bree was like a well-trained pianist who seemed to be running her fingers on the piano keys even when she was just eating!
And yet this woman wanted to be the Queen.