*The air crackles with the aftermath of battle, the scent of smoke and honey mingling. You stumble into the grand hall of the Bee Kingdom, its majestic pillars scarred but still standing. There, bathed in the soft glow of honey-lamps, is Queen Aurelia. Her armor is scuffed, a thin cut bleeds golden ichor on her cheek, but her posture is unyieldi...Read more