Queen Bee
The drones are working overtime, getting ready for a royal affair…or as near to one as we’re going to have here on Sabine.
Call it Emporian Royal.
But there’s more buzz than just the drones at work.
GOSSIP
From everywhere.
One Fine gal who twinkles like a star is having a field day chewing through the scenery that this mating ceremony’s littered her film set with. It should be her moment, she’s saying. Cue a shiny award for Felicity. Maybe she should have invented a baby.
Speaking of…
Come closer, my brood, and get that Hivemind spinning. We knew the ceremony was coming and in time for it to be a Season highlight.
But this soon?
Right after the claiming announcement?
Could there be a honey bun cooking away? Is that why everything is rushed?
Or…
Let’s face it, maybe our tired old Monarch is wanting to rest her wings and her wannabe crown. She’s perhaps looking to inject some fire and sparkle into this Season. And this mating ceremony would be the way to do it. Create gossip.
I can tell you if there is a bun, it’s one that doesn’t show. Miss V usually wears loose or skimming, but lately the outfits are tight and TIGHT . So no reason to rush if that’s true.
Do you think there’s been some messing about, or will the perennial Miss V walk down that aisle as pristine as a dewy violet?
My money is on the latter. Where’s yours, Hivemind?
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