Bumble turned her head abruptly. "You have what?!?" She snapped. Marigold bowed to the Queen, and flew out, not needing to hear this.
"I-n-f-o-r-m-a-t-i-o-n, Your Majesty." Shining said exaggerating the 'information'. He tilted his head. "You do know how to listen don't you?"
"Yes I do Shining. Now what information do you have exactly?" Bumble snorted.
"I was about to say, before you rudely interrupted me, Your Majesty." Shining retorted, then laughed. Bumble just stared at this Bee-Wing, who didn't respect her, nor disrespect her, strange. "There are some Bee-Wings still loyal to your mother, Queen Bumble. They have an assassination plot, and they think it is bound to work."
"Excuse me? Assassination plot?" Bumble said, shocked. Shining nodded.
"Some dragons that are going to follow this, are General Locust, and Bee-" Shining paused, afraid that this fact would break her. "Bee-Wolf."
"WHAT!" Bumble said turning around, her eyes filled with tears suddenly. "What, do you mean? I-, why would HE do that?" Shining looked at her sadly, and wrapped his wings around her. Bumble sank into him, sobbing.
"There, there?" Shining said awkwardly. He never comforted a Queen before. Only soldiers, with his jokes, this was totally strange.
"Let's check the dungeons," Bumble said withdrawing, blushing slightly. She beckoned and flew up to the throne room, pulling up a secret trapdoor that was almost invisible, against the white marble. She dove down into the darkness and shivered. She ran to Bee-Wolf's cell, and it was- well, empty.
"Nice to see you Bumble, it's been such a long time." A voice sounded behind her.
YOU ARE READING
The White Hive
FantasyHive Wings and Bee Wings, both descendants of the magical Night Wing, Clear Sight. This is the story of how they became separate.
