Epic Of Bee Chapter 65
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[Amputated Queen, Pendra's point of view after Ashia leaves]
Pain pulsated from my ruined arm that had been waxed over, and I was just able to see that monster leave. It was fitting that she Bee kicked out after being too weak to even fight me, but I would get my revenge on both of them.
I got to my feet with little trouble, and I forced the pain down with thoughts of strangling the two girls and snapping their necks. That was enough to let me straighten my back and stand proudly before the old Queen.
"Good, even after that, you are still able to stand with your back straight, but you and I know that you would have killed both of them. Still, you will have much to learn before passing the Hive on to you, or you will swarm to find your own nest. My name is Hespera, Queen of Bees," The Queen told me, and I just nodded.
Over the next few days, I was groomed and fed by the workers. It was nice but overly dull.
There wasn't anything for me to do but lay around. There had been the cleaning of my Honey Pot, and that was nice.
I was even better when I had forced that cute worker Bees face down into my legs as her snaking tongue cleaned me out and pleasured me. I held the Worker Bee there to force her to continue long after, licking me until I was completely satisfied.
I had not seen her since, and I hadn't got her name, but the scared look she had with her face covered in my royal honey was a turn on all on its own. That had been my only source of entertainment, and now I was starting to get bored again.
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More days passed, and finally, after a week, I got fed up with waiting for something to happen and went to see the Queen, Hespera. I got out of bed, pushing Prisha away from me as I did.
I was buzzing casually with some of my groomers through the Hive two days ago, and I noticed the same girl that I had forced myself on. At first, she looked scared, but then to my surprise, she came to me.
The last two days had been filled with pleasure, and I had even started to pull my Groomers into my fun, making them clean my chest as Prisha's snaked inside of me. All of this had been fun, but now it was time to start making a name for myself here if I wanted to lead everyone.
I wanted to take the Queen's spot and try and recover the mess she had made with the area. I would be far better Hespera, she was stupid and only to seeds as payment, but there were many other things that we could get from them, like people.
The Hive was strong, but if that little witch was still alive and started to grow an army, that would spell trouble for both of us. So, I would have to work with Hespera to try and make things run smoother for now.
"I have been watching her and sending out different parties to try and make trouble for her, but so far, the Rogue Queen seems to be doing far better than I would have expected. I just received reports that she was seen in contact with our Great Mother, Beezli, The Bee Goddess, and that is not good for us," Hespera explained to me from her throne.
Our own god was against us? Supporting the Rogue Queen? That didn't make any sense, but as I stood in the throne room, looking up at the Queen, I could tell that this was no joke.
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"Then what are we going to do? I actually had a couple ideas about what we could," I started to say, but the Queen cut me off.
"You want to do something? Fine, go with the workers and see why the nectar collected from the north is producing less. I will send a group of ten with you, so you should have no problems. I want you to find out what is causing the problem, and then I want you to report back to me," Hespera explained to me.
"Yes, I will," I said in a flat voice, but Hespera glared at me.
"This isn't a joke, and you are not to engage them; that is an order. There have been reports of the people under her changing and getting stronger, and I can't risk losing you. You have a job to do just as I do, and the Hive can not go on without us. Do not take risks when you carry all the future unborn workers of this Hive," The Queen had told me, but I was flying north with the now fifteen worker escort.
Five of them were here to collect the nectar from the first Giant Glass flower, but I wasn't looking at them. I was sure that I saw something move up ahead.
I started to move forward, but one of my escorts put a hand up to stop me from going forward. I followed the legs of the arm until my eyes fell on their own, and I gave the Worker Bee a fierce glare, and she dropped it.
"We were told to keep you from going off by yourself," The Worker Bee said very nervously.
"Then, start moving ahead! I saw movement up ahead! That is the whole read that I came here, right? To find out why we have less to harvest?" I asked, ready to punch this idiot in the face, but then she nodded and waved for the rest to follow, but it was too late.
By the time we got to the flower, I could only see the disappearing images of the Bees heading off to the west. That was where the Ferret Village, Ferritta, was, and they had not been paying their taxes.
Maybe it was time for me to go pay this village a visit with a large force and conscript some of them as a lesson, or just kill them. I turned around and started flying back to the Hive as the other turned and scrambled to follow me.
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