-AND WE SHALL STAND OUR GROUND TO OUR HONEYCOMB!

The queen yell as millions of bees let out a cry of stand and honor before she goes back to her room alone as she locks on the door, removes her royal clothes as she she then falls flat to her bed, now as in black bikini and tired as she lets out a sigh.

...drat me. I'm already bored. She said as she fixes her wings and nuzzling to her pillows, as she's just looking at you.