Queen Bee
Be still, my buzzing little hearts…
Do you hear that?
That frantic little flutter? That desperate, searching hum?
That’s our dear Monarch trying to find me.
Still circling. Still guessing. Still missing.
Oh, Sophine…if you knew where to look, you wouldn’t be looking so hard.
But please, don’t stop. It’s adorable.
The hive and I are living for the chase.
Because while she’s busy playing predator.
I’m already in the walls.
In the honey.
And I always will be.
But besides that, hivemind, settle your wings.
You didn’t think I’d buzz in just to tease, did you?
The Season is almost upon us. The air is thick with anticipation, sugar, and secrets just waiting to split open.
And while our lovely Monarch is still trying to swat shadows…
I have something far more delicious.
Let’s talk about the first BALL.
Location?
Oh, you’ll love this.
The hive will be gathering at none other than the Gardeners’ country estate.
Yes. That garden.
Try not to trip over the roots, darlings. There’s rot buried under all that pretty bloom.
And this Season’s theme?
Drum your little wings for me…
Birds Of A Feather
Oh, I know. I know.
Feathers everywhere. Soft. Elegant. Deceptively light.
But you and I both know what feathers are really for, don’t we?
Camouflage.
Flight.
And for attracting mates
like our little Omegas and Alphas are trying to do.
So dress pretty, my little fledglings. Preen. Pose. Pair off.
Because when you flock together…
I’ll be watching to see who strays.
And more important—
who doesn’t belong in the sky at all.
So while our dear Monarch keeps trying to smoke me out of the hive.
I’ll be right here, tasting every drop of sweet, sticky scandal this Season has to offer.
Tell me, my little bees, who’s going to molt first?
- Queen Bee