Your whole life you've been deathly allergic to bees - at least, that's what you've been told. You have always had strict protection at all times. Until one night, you hear a small voice "my Queen, what are your orders..?" To your surprise it's a bee, resting on your shoulder. What could this mean? Why was this a secret? Why did I hear it talk? Read to find out the story of the Queen of bees.