Epic Of Bee Chapter 73
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Beezli reached forward, and to my surprise, she snatched Hilda right out of the air.
"That's kind of funny, I was just thinking the same thing, and there is the small matter of the blessing I need to give our dirty little Queen. Now, since you need more strength, I, your Greatest goddess, Beezli of the Bees, bless you will Beezli Strength! Now, can I talk to Hilda for a moment?" Beezli asked me after blessing me.
"How are you touching her, and how are you going to talk to her without me?" I asked in confusion.
"We gods are all connected; as long as I hold this adorably cute little box Bee, she will stay with me. We just need to have a little talk about girls' stuff, if that's okay with you?" Beezli asked, actually sounding genuine, suspicious.
What did the two of them need to talk about without me around? Neither had really given me pause or worry in the past, and Hilda had always been honest.
"Sure, have you attached the Docking Ring yet? I will trust as always in you, Hilda, that what you are asking of me right now will not affect my people or me negatively in the future," I said plainly to the two goddesses as I got up with the help of Miasma.
"If we can get everything in order, it will help all of us, and later I will talk to you about it, but I want to know if it is even possible first," Hilda told me, and I nodded.
"I will place the ring when I am finished talking to Hilda. When I let her go, she will come back to you, okay?" Beezli asked as she squished my boxy Bee into her face.
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"Let's go see about this Bleesam Stone and see if my shaggy goth horse decided to grace me with his presence," I said as we lifted into the air and headed down to Hive level.
"Do you think it's okay just leaving the two of them to talk alone like that? Maybe it won't affect us, but what about what other trouble they could cause?" Miasma asked me as we flew around the hive section and headed back into the center area where the table and my chair were.
"I know that Hilda is on my side, and I am almost positive that Beezli has our best interesting in heart, even though I know she must have her own hidden agenda, I don't think it is for bad," I said, going over to sit down in my chair with the help if Miasma.
"I trust your opinion; I just want to make sure that you think of these things, I am your Royal Wife, but I am also your Bee-tective. It's my job to help you figure out problems and solve them, but I don't want to be overbearing," Miasma said, coming to stand by me, but I pulled into a quick and fast kiss.
"No, I need you to remind me of things like that and force me to think about these things. I love you and everything you do for me," I said and hardly could believe the words that had just come out of my mouth, but I was rewarded generously for my comment.
"I love you too, Ashia. You are the first person I have said that to since my parents, and even that was a long time ago. You are special to me, and I want to stay by your side for as long as I can," Miasma told me after we broke from another passionate kiss.
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"I will always keep you with me, but why are there no people here yet?" I asked, but then I pulled up the map and realized that we were already back to Fertitta.
*Poof!*
"Beezli is now installing the ring, and once that is done, the Hexagonal sections will attach themself, and we will start making our journey east to the Raccoon Folk village," Hilda explained to me after she appeared.
Hilda sounded like she was in a good mood, so whatever she had talked to Beezli about must have gone according to what she had wanted, but I was still curious. I had other things that needed to be taken care of first, and I could talk to her about it one hour trip to the Coon village.
I looked at the map, and I could see people running back and forth from the different places like the cook and food prep huts. They were bringing their tools and such for what they needed, and there were also bags of cockatrice being carried back and forth from the hut we had reinforced to keep our now allied Weasels out.
It was amazing how fast things started to change once the ball got started rolling, but this was all a good thing, and we were making a great time. Soon everything would be loaded up, and we would be away from here long before the Queen ever got here.
Something on the map caught my eye, but then I saw it was just Beezli's storm cloud, and the sky cracked open again like it just had before in my Royal Chambers. All my yellow form froze, and the air cracked and turned to see a massive yellow-skinned hand reach down with a golden ring that had hexagonal patterns etched on the outside of it.
Beezli simply reached under it and slid the ring under the Royal Hive Flying Fortress. When she let go of the rings, it hovered supportless in the air, about two meters from the bottom entry tip.
Suddenly the hex sections started to lift, and the five sections that Pixie and the other workers had made floated into place, but that's when I saw it. I immediately activated my intercom to broadcast outside of the ship.
"Everyone return to the ship, NOW! Predators are inbound from the north-west, bring what you have, but everyone needs to get back on the ship!" I shouted over the intercom.
Things had been too easy.
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