#wasp queen reader

Chapter 1.

Imagine you (the reader) being a wasp hybrid instead of a human. You have your own colony nest with your workers (all female, so no drones). Your colony is prosperous under your rule as the sole Queen. However, you noticed that some of your workers become somewhat lethargic at least once every few months. You thought that it was because of your discipline and strict laws within the colony, but it was not! It's because your workers are h0rni for their need to mate with a male! Also, your colony is slowly dying due to no birth given. Oh, how scandalous!! You need to think of a way to maintain your colony so that it would thrive.

One day, while doing your work as the Queen, you heard one of your workers talking about an all-male bee colony that has two Kings ruling it, and they are all drones (all males, so no workers. You now have the solution for your problem and are determined to find a way to solve this problem. You have prepared all that is essential for the trip to the next-door colony and also the proposal. All that is left is for you to go there and talk with their Kings, but you can't. The problem is that wasps and bees are not known for being friendly to each other. So you think of a different way: you try to bring more delectable gifts for the Kings and a letter of proposal. You and some of your workers proudly and confidently marched to the bee colony. Alas, you are stopped at the entrance as those poor and clueless bees run away from you to report straight to their Kings. You, as the Queen, stand tall (albeit nervous) to see the Kings. They don't seem to be pleased by your arrival.

You decide to give them the written proposal to the Kings, hoping they would understand that you and your colony mean no harm. One of them is reading it carefully, while the other keeps his stern eyes on you. After reading your proposal, they seemed to be shocked and shot you a confused look, but you didn't notice their slightly giddy stance. You stayed calm and explained once again that your arrival means no harm to their colony, and present them with the gifts you brought for them. Finally, they let you in and you three are now seated in their meeting rooms, while your workers stood outside the bee colony, being endlessly scrutinized by the drones.

The Kings and you decided to discuss more your proposal, and they asked for a lot of details. They said that your gifts are not to their liking. You told them that you can find more suitable ones for them. They declined and said that they want something else. Something... valuable. They want you as their new Queen. You told them that you can't just leave your colony. How are they going to survive without their Queen? Finally, all three of you came to a win-win solution. You would stay a few nights to mate with them, and also some of your workers would mate with some of their drones. Once you are bearing their eggs, you would give some of your eggs to them and some for your own. The deal is sealed and you (and your workers) did the do.

A few weeks later, you noticed that the contract that you have agreed to have something else written on it, something that you did not notice in your nervous state before.

“The bearer of the eggs would permanently become the Bee’s Queen should she stays more than a week in our colony unless she wants her workers to be harmed.”

Your breakfast meal was superb and enjoyable. If you are going to be served this kind of meal here, you would look forward to every meal times. Klemens is an awesome cook! You can hardly wait for another of his delicious dish.

Your joyful daydream was suddenly interrupted by two hands touching both of your shoulders at once. You flinched a little, before realizing that they are only the Kings' hands. You responded curtly to them, still busying yourself with your wonderful dessert.

“Queen, we think it's time we discuss once again the contract that we made. We realised that it's kind of unfair for both of the parties.” Ingo proposed with a hint of worry in his tone, making you feel suspicious of his true intentions.

Oh, really?

“My brother is right, Queen. We think that you might want to change some items or deals in the contract. We would be very happy if you agreed with this proposal.” Emmet added his ideas with the same tone of worry, making it difficult for you to feel at ease.

What in the world could they be up to this time?

Nevertheless, you agreed to the Kings' proposal, quickly finishing your dessert. You stood up with your empty dish, heading to the kitchen area. The Kings anxiously call for your name but you shush them gently, telling them that you only wanted to see the kitchen area where the food is made, not forgetting to also tell them that you would be back in a jiffy.

Arriving at the kitchen, you saw that many drones are working hard together at a fast pace. You feel amazed at how they all work together so seamlessly, reminding you of your workers at the wasp nest back at home. Oh, how you miss them so much! Alas, you may not be able to meet them anytime soon for you must fulfil a duty here first at the bees' nest. You sighed and put the empty dish next to piles of other empty dishes where two drones are seen diligently washing all of them one by one. They are all far too busy to notice your presence in the kitchen, so you left to go back to the dining room.

You saw that the Kings are anxiously waiting for you to get back to them. Emmet is nervously swaying side to side, while Ingo is nervously tapping his feet on the floor. When they notice that you have gotten back, they hurriedly stand up from their seats and beckoned you to follow them to the meeting room. You nodded and approached them.

Immediately, they latched onto both of your sides to wrap their arms around yours. It was quite unsettling seeing them being so suddenly bold like this, but you already understand the unspoken rules here, so you let them be.

Now, you kind of regret your decision. Walking to the meeting room was embarrassingly awkward considering that it is obvious that they are trying to rub their scents on you. Ingo is gently rubbing his right cheek to your left shoulder while Emmet is roughly rubbing his left cheek to your right shoulder. Moreover, they also glare at any other drones that pass through you in the hallway. Making those poor drones avert their gazes away from you in fear of their Kings. You wanted these Kings to stop what they are doing because you feel bad for those innocent drones.

The Kings extended their free arms to push open the door and went inside all of you did. Once the door was closed, you firmly asked them to stop their latching while shaking yourself free from them. Feeling that you are no longer in their embrace, they gave you the sad kicked-puppy look. You almost apologised to them. Almost. Moving quickly, you took the seat where you sat on the first day here at the Bees' nest. You cleared your throat and beckoned them to take a sit opposed to yours. They did and the meeting begins.

“So, it seems that you did not read the contract carefully, I must say. You missed quite a lot of things in it, Queen.” Ingo shot you an accusing glare with a hint of strange gladness in it.

“We hope that you would read the contract more carefully next time so that this kind of problem can be minimalized.” Emmet added along with his brother; his voice sounded oddly gleeful to you.

You mentally spat at the Kings. Read carefully, they say! How dare they! Sure, it was partly your fault, but they also added some hidden clauses to it! You feel the urge to punch both of them square in the face but you hold it in, remembering that you are completely alone with them right now.

You woke up so refreshed that you can feel your muscles thanking you. You glanced outside to look at the window only to be greeted by a wall. You squinted your eyes and suddenly remembered that you are no longer in your room back at the wasps' colony, you are staying in the bees' colony now. Sighing loudly, you can feel the stress of interacting with the delusional insane Kings again. They sure are difficult to handle. You miss your workers, wishing that you were there with them right now.

You head to the bathroom to change back into your clothes and freshen up. You got back to your room, removed the furniture that you stacked behind the door, and opened the door. You peered into the hallways and noticed that there are no bees around. There are even no lights around. You are guessing that you woke up at the early dawn of the day, and decided to check outside of the nest.

Walking to the gates, you squinted your eyes to see better in the dim hallways. Suddenly, a hand grabbed your arm making your breathing come to a halt. Thinking quickly, you gripped the assailant's hands and pulled them in front of you. You are now holding a drone with a meek face suspended in the air in front of you. He looked scared and is about to cry. You felt bad so you lowered him to the ground but still kept your grip on him. You then asked him to explain himself.

"I'm sorry, my Queen! I was not thinking when I grabbed you! I thought that you wouldn't be so surprised if I do that instead." He fumbled over his words and averted your gaze. His free hands toyed with each other.

You apologised and let him go. He stumbled to regain his composure but finally stabilised himself. He then spoke again to explain that he is the one in charge of waking the other drones up today. You nodded and let him go on his way. He smiled meekly and went to do his job.

You went back to continue your search for the gates. When you finally arrived there, you pushed the gates open and saw the light blue sky, telling you the forthcoming dawn. You closed the gates and decided to go back to your room. Upon arriving, you sat on a chair and pondered about the contract that you made with the Kings.

You admit that it was your fault for being too nervous that you failed to read the contract thoroughly. Because of your failure, you put your whole colony's lives at risk. However, it was not your fault that the Kings put hidden clauses in between each line in the contract. You did not expect that hoping for an alliance with the Bees would turn into a cold and unusual war between you and them. You are not able to get rid of the self-blaming thoughts in your head completely.

Suddenly, there were a series of knocks on your door. Learning from the last time, you chose to not respond to the knocks and instead stood rigidly to get ready for a possible battle. The door opened moments later to reveal none other than the Kings. Seeing them no longer makes your hair stands on its ends, but you are still wary of them. Being their new Queen is still not sitting well with you.

You greeted them politely. They seemed to be taken aback by that, glanced at each other and eagerly responded to your greeting. You approached them and asked them about breakfast. They beamed and happily beckoned you to the dining room. You refused their silent request to hold hands, preferring to just follow behind them. They looked a bit disappointed but complied anyway.

The walk to the dining room was quite eventful today. Many drones greeted you with polite smiles while also doing their jobs for the day. You did not realize how cute bees can be. Their tiny bodies are mostly covered in soft-looking fluff, donned in their green uniforms and hats. Cute, you think. You greeted and smiled softly back at them. You then glanced at their Kings. Nope, you think.

When all three of you arrived in the dining room, you immediately took your seat among the many ones at the long table. They followed suit, taking seats at your sides. You wanted to protest but didn't when you remembered that they have the upper hand right now. The other bees are seen to be also enjoying their breakfast in the other parts of the room.

You looked down at your table to see that you are served a hearty meal along with cut-up pieces of fruits and vegetables. You salivate at the sight of it and decided to immediately dig in. However, you are not able to fully enjoy your meal for the Kings are staring at you. You asked them to stop their staring and they stutteringly complied. Who in their right mind would be comfortable being stared at while eating? The Kings probably thought doing that is normal. Are they really that socially deprived? Probably. You think as you munch away on your breakfast.

You realized that your meals in the bees' nest are always top-notch delicious. They have always served you and your workers premium ingredients in your meals. You have to know and thank the cook directly. You called a drone who is currently putting away your empty dishes and asked him to bring the cook to you. He seemed a bit confused but obliged anyway.

Moments later, a nervous drone wearing a chef hat and an apron approached you gingerly. You beckoned him to come closer. When he arrived right in front of you, you smiled and complimented his cooking, thanking him as well. You stretched your arm to gently pat his shoulder. He looked up with two big round eyes, smiling, then thanking you excessively. He then flatteringly said that he would be back in a moment. When he does, a small dish containing a dessert is given to you. You smiled in surprise and took a bite of it and was surprised once again at how sweet and soft it is. Instantly, you praised and thanked him again. He blushed and smiled again in return.

After you are done with the complimentary dessert, you asked for the chef drone's name. Klemens, you repeated his name to remember it better. You told him that you will be expecting another wonderful dish at lunch from him, saying his name at the end of your sentence. He blushingly excused himself back to the kitchen. How cute!

The loud cheer of the drones earlier still is ringing in your head, even after the eventful breakfast where you were served delicious food as promised. Your face can be best described as tired and sickly-looking. This whole ordeal for the past few weeks drained you of your mental energy at an alarming rate. You need to retreat and have your alone time, but you cannot. Not with these two delusional insane Bee Kings constantly orbiting around you with their random babbling.

"Queen! Do you need a massage? I heard that massages would make you feel more relaxed and promotes blood circulation to important parts of the body, and thus would make you more... content and pliant." Ingo's choice of words was not able to mask his ulterior motive. He is rummaging through the drawers and finally found two bottles of lavender oil.

"I also heard that massages are great for mates to be more intimate with each other. One of us can give you a massage for the upper part of your body, while the other at the... lower part." Emmet's choice of words was not able to make you feel relaxed either. He is walking towards you with several small towels in his arms.

Both of the Kings' advances make you feel uncomfortable that you want to jump out of your skin upon hearing their words. Moreover, your head seems like it's going to kill you. You swiftly told them that you are having a headache and preferred to sleep in your previously assigned room for the time being. They both looked disappointed by that.

"Wait up, Queen! I heard that headaches can be cured with sex-oomph!" Emmet's mouth was quickly covered by Ingo's hand before he can continue. The elder twin gave his brother a solid glare, silently warning him to shut up unless he wants a chair thrown at him again. The younger twin nodded quickly and his mouth is free once again. You pulled your hand away from the chair that you have been grabbing, and head outside of the King’s room towards your assigned room to sleep the rest of the day away and then plan your next possible moves.

Upon arriving at your room, you head towards the bathroom to perform your before-bed rituals. However, a sight of a drone with a sheepish smile stopped you in your tracks. He was holding a bottle of soap with his two hands while the other two held a loofah. When he saw you, he smiled wider.

"Hello, my Queen! I was thinking of helping you bathe today. I see that you look tired. You can strip and hop in the tub, and I will do the rest for you!" He skipped happily to turn the faucet on with a slight blush across his face.

You mentally face-palmed yourself while pinching the bridge of your nose. First the Kings, and now his drone? Give it a break!

You firmly declined the drone's offer and politely asked him to get out. He looked confused and then sad, telling you that he only wanted to help you to settle in. His smaller stature does not help in lessening his cuteness. Are drones always this cute? You cannot remember your workers being this cute.

Even so, you have to be stern. Seeing the drone did not move from his standing spot, you approached him. His smile went back to his face until you lift his smaller body up easily, carrying him out of the bathroom to get to your room. He flustered and stuttered, asking what you are doing as you got to your room's door and opens it, only to be greeted again by the Kings pressing their ears to your door. The Kings startled expressions showed that they have been there for some time. You uncaringly put the drone you had been carrying down, telling all three of them once again that you want to be left alone. Before closing the door, you saw the drone mouthing Help me while being glared at by his Kings. You huffed, not your problem.

You headed back to the bathroom to try to continue your before-bed ritual. When you were about to strip, you heard a faint gasp from inside the cabinet next to the sink. You quickly stopped stripping and opened the cabinet to find another drone with a blushing face awkwardly hiding inside.

"H-hello, my Queen. D-do you need help with, uhh, y-your bath?" He asked awkwardly while trying to maintain his nervous grin. God dang it.

You promptly reached toward the drone to get him out of the cabinet. He stiffly stayed still while you carried him outside of your bathroom, and eventually your room. You opened your door to see the Kings standing there while pinching the previously carried drone's cheeks angrily. You stared at the King tiredly and shoved another drone.

Slamming and barricading your door this time, you head towards the bathroom again to inspect it carefully this time. After you see that they are no more shenanigans from the bees, you then peacefully stripped and bathed yourself thoroughly.

The walk back to the Bee Kings’ lair was agonizingly quiet. Even so, your brain is busy thinking about your next move. You were so occupied with your thoughts that you did not hear one of them talking directly to you. You only heard Ingo calling your name the second time he did so.

"Queen, are you all right? You are quiet and stiff. Are you not feeling well?" Ingo stared at you with a worried expression in his eyes.

Had it not been for this mind-boggling situation that The Kings started; you would have responded quickly. However, you cannot be brash in this situation. Snapping at them would cause more uproar to happen. Your colony would be at greater risk if you misstep this time. You are terrified of that notion.

You assured Ingo that you are fine in a firm voice. He nodded and continued to look forward while still holding your left hand in a tight grip. The walk become silent once again until Emmet spoke.

"Queen, you must be hungry. Let's have something to eat first. It's almost breakfast. Any requests? We may have some meat along with fresh fruits and vegetables." Emmet stared at you this time with his hard-to-read expression while gripping your right hand tightly.

Again, you cannot be brash around them, so you responded that you would eat anything served on the table. He nodded and continued to look forward as he walked. It's almost like they already forgot of the happenings earlier, too caught up in their delusion to do so. They make you sick to your guts. Suddenly, escaping this sickening situation looked so impossible for you.

You finally arrived back at the bees' colony. The drones are busy discussing among themselves. You faintly heard them talking about their assigned workers who have gone missing all so suddenly. When they see their Kings, they immediately made a beeline to them.

"My Kings! Where have our assigned mates gone to? My mate was gone when I woke up this morning! She didn't even say goodbye." One drone looked sad and dejected that his supposed to be mate had gone and left him just like that.

"Mine too! She didn't tell me anything of her sudden leave." Another drone cried at the end of his sentence. Several murmurs of similar sentences follow it.

"Did we do something wrong? Did we upset our Queen? Was she so upset that she ordered her workers to leave us?" Several drones are murmuring questions now, directing their sad gazes to you.

You felt the need to avert your gaze but ultimately kept it straight. Just when you are about to speak, the Kings beat you to it. "Do not worry. Each of your assigned mates has decided that they had their fill and left to continue their jobs at the wasps' nest. We are sure they will be back soon." The Kings, Ingo and Emmet, spoke almost in unison.

You must admit that you feel a bit glad that the Kings helped you to defuse the uproar that almost occurred among their drones. If it hadn't been for their help, you would have dozens of drones crowding and asking desperate questions at once. That would make you panic. You silently thanked them.

"Everyone, it is almost time for breakfast! Those who are in charge of today's meal, please go and prepare something special for our new Queen here." Emmet announced with a proud smile to his drones who in turn saluted happily for their Kings.

"Let's discuss your assigned mates later. We have a Queen now. We will be saved!" Even Ingo smiled subtly at the news that made his drones cheer happily.

Everyone in the bees' nest was smiling happily except you. You can't even fathom why they are doing this cruel thing to you. You shouldn't have given your trust to these lawfully evil Kings. Your thoughts of regret are evident on your face.

Everything went so fast. Way too fast for you to think clearly. The last time, you were cornered by the insane Bee Kings. The next thing you know, you are now holding one of them, hostage, in your arms in a Nelson hold. One of your hands grabbed his antenna, threatening to rip it off of his head.

Emmet stood completely still. Seeing his brother in a hostage position held by you made him feel that he too is in danger. You are certainly not a wasp to be played around with. You are quick and strong, a combination of traits that are present in a professional leader.

 A leader. A Queen.

Their Queen.

Emmet glanced at his brother, and Ingo glanced back at him. Both stared at each other for a moment and finally, one of them speaks.

"My Queen, isn't this rather cruel of you? We were just trying to make you feel good. Make us feel good. No harm will be done if you decide to comply. Can you let my brother go, please?" Emmet tries to persuade you with his sweet voice, but you are unmoved.

You froze, hand still gripping Ingo's antenna, ready to rip it whenever there is a sudden move. You firmly demanded that your workers be freed. You want your workers to be let go right now. Emmet shook his head, looking disappointed.

"We cannot do that, Queen. That would be a breach of the contract, you know. Now, let my brother go, please." Emmet asked you politely once again.

You rigidly stood where you are, still unmoved. Emmet sighed.

"All right, if you insist it to be this way." He glanced once again to his brother, who in turn stomped on your foot, making you feel pain. You yelped and Ingo managed to free himself from your grasp. Immediately, you put some distance from him.

Now you are trapped in between the Kings. This made you even more anxious. You reached for a chair near you and quickly throw it to Emmet. He didn't expect the counter-attack and immediately fell backwards. That'll buy you some time

You spread your wings and shot yourself out of the room, flying straight to your workers' part of the room. Upon arriving, you screamed at the top of your lungs to alert your workers to flee immediately. The doors open and your workers promptly fly to follow you out of the bees' nest.

All of you are going to escape this madness. All of you are going to survive.

After several minutes of flying, you finally see the end of the tunnel, where a faint light waits for you to bask in it. You quickened your pace and ordered your workers to do the same.

"QUEEN! PLEASE DO NOT LEAVE US! WE NEED YOU!" the Kings' voices loudly penetrated your hearing. You felt panicked again but decided to ignore them.

"WE HAVE YOUR WORKER HERE WITH US! IF YOU DO NOT STOP, WE WILL RIP HER WINGS APART!" Their voices once again boomed.

This time, you slowed down and stopped, looking back. You saw your confused worker, terrified sweat lining her face. She had her wings clutched by Emmet, who looks calm in a situation like this.

Anxiety and desperation clawed your mind. What are you going to do now? You are all so close to freedom. Is there a way to defuse this situation?

You glanced at the Kings; their expression unreadable. There are hints of anger, betrayal, sadness, and desperation colouring them.

Thinking quickly, you decided to lower yourself down to the ground and approach the Kings, silently offering your wrists to them in exchange for the safety of your workers. This action of yours made your workers gasp, as they are now confused. The hostage worker was finally let go. She immediately flew to your other workers' crowd, searching for comfort.

Your workers also tried to descend to the ground, but you barked an order at them to stay afloat. Whatever it takes, they have to be free from here.

The Kings hummed gladly. They took your hands with theirs, squeezing harshly at them. Unhinged delight painted their faces.

Some of your workers tried to protest, rushing towards you to get you back to them. You shouted at them to stay back and to go back to the wasp colony immediately. They quickly stopped in their tracks, and sadly obeyed your order. They do not want this, but an order is an order.

"My, my! Such charisma you have among your workers there, Queen! You are something, huh?" Emmet giggled darkly.

"Queen, let us go back to our room. You need a rest, that's for sure." Ingo rubbed your hand gently, trying to coax you to his and his brother's room.

You begrudgingly glared at the Kings but nodded eventually. Trying to stay strong in front of your workers who are looking at your back with worried eyes. They do not want to leave their Queen, but following you right now is not an ideal choice. They are warily watching you as you walked back to the bees' nest with the Kings.

You are sitting in your designated room, feeling anxious and dejected. How are you going to solve this problem? You can't just run away and command your workers who are unaware of this problem to do the same. They would be confused, and the Kings' drones would have the time to capture them. You may be the same size as the Bee Kings and beating one of them in a battle would be possible, but you can't outmatch two of them at once. You need to think of other plans.

You decided to go to one of your workers' designated rooms and tell them about the problem. You planned to tell her to get ready to flee with the rest of the workers. When you were nearing the door, you hear the sounds of two beings moaning and other filthy sounds behind it. You blushed and decided to go over to your other workers. Walking around the corner, you overheard two drones talking and you leaned over to hear them better. They were talking about the contract that you made with the Kings, and how they are going to have their mates soon. It seems that those bastards of Bee Kings had told their drones about their plans. How disgustingly rotten they are!

You walked briskly to your other workers' room, knocked briefly, and gingerly entered it after you are given permission. You are greeted by your worker, full of sweat but fully dressed, looking tired but satisfied. Next to her is one of the Kings' drones, looking similarly in condition as your worker. He jolted when he sees you, and quickly bowed to you. He then stood up straight, gave your worker a nod, and dashed to the door next to you. You closed the door and took a seat near your worker to tell her about your grand plan to flee as soon as possible from this hellhole. She looked confused and inquired about the reason for the sudden change of plan. You explained it to her and she seemed to be shocked by it. You told her to keep quiet about it and to silently tell other workers about your plan. She nodded and both of you say your goodnights.

You went back to your room to clear your mind and plan the fastest route back to your colony's nest. When you were pondering about it, you heard a knock on your door. Before you even had the chance to say something, two figures as big as you are entered, one of their face is plastered with a sickening smile, while the other with a menacing frown. You tensed, then calmed yourself before asking them politely to state their business.

“Ah, pardon our intrusion. You don't need to be so stiff, my Queen. It's only us, your Kings.” Emmet smiled widely; his smile far too wide to be considered as friendly.

“You seemed anxious, my Queen. Do you need us to fetch you something? Or do you want us to do you a favour?” Ingo nearly shouted at the end of his sentence, looking thrilled when he did so.

You cringed at both of their thinly-veiled malicious intent. Both of them are making you asphyxiate and feel trapped by their mere presence. You desperately wanted to shove both of them out of your room and then lock the door after that. However, you hold yourself back and instead exuded aloofness to them.

You straightened your shoulders back and calmly refused their offers, then sternly requested them to leave. The Kings looked at you for a bit too long, then whispered among themselves. You were not able to catch what they are talking about, but you tried to sharpen your hearing. What you heard next sent a chill down your back.

…You hold her arms, and I hold her legs…

You jumped from your bed and readied yourself to a fighting stance. Years of being a Queen have made you resilient and battle-hardened. After all, becoming the Queen was not an easy task. You competed with the whole colony in various kinds of tests. The kinds that tested your strength, resilience, intelligence, and also leadership. You are not the Queen just because of some mere Royal Jelly, you made yourself The Queen. Your workers respect you deeply for that and in return, you will do all you might to protect your colony.

The Kings seemed surprised that you picked the physical route, but quickly composed themselves. Emmet chuckled sweetly and Ingo smiled softly upon seeing you in your fighting stance. Their minds are difficult to decipher. You do not like them at all.

“We made a good decision to choose her as our Queen, Emmet! She is strong, resilient, and also smart!” Ingo beamed.

“Yes, you are right, Ingo! Verrrry cute as well.” Emmet chirped happily.

You are confused now. Weren't they going to assault you? Did you hear them wrong? What in the world are they going on about? Is your colony going to be okay?

“My Queen, let us remind you about your duty as stated in the contract that we agreed to.” Ingo firmly said as handed their copy of the contract to his brother who immediately unfolds it.

“This contract here says that you will be our Queen after you agreed to stay with us for more than a week...” Emmet skimmed past the paper. “... and you have stayed here for more than that time.”

“Being a Queen is not an easy task, we are fully aware of that.” Ingo stared deeply at you. “Neither is the King.”

“The Queen shall and must be willing to attend to the Kings' need of reproducing, and vice versa. Unless she wants her workers to be harmed.” Emmet continued to recite the deals made in the contract with a sadistic smirk.

“Thus, if the Queen or the Kings asked for sexual favours, either party has to comply. If either party denies it, there will be consequences given to their respective drones or workers.” Ingo continued to stare at you with his oddly excited expression.

“You see, Our Queen? This contract is perfectly fair for all of us. We are equal now.” The twins said in unison. They are now approaching you.

All of the things they said sounded like gibberish to you. Your blood rang far too loudly within your body. You ordered them to stay back sharply. You glare hard at both of the deranged Kings, still keeping your fighting stance. They have some screws loose. You have made a grave mistake of interacting with them in the first place. Now you absolutely cannot take your eyes off them.