POBee 56.1 - The Grace of the King
After confirming the details of the Flower Meadow beehouse, Belissar heard a pair of chimes.
New Mission Received: Construct new type of beehouse.
New Mission Received: House all queens.
He nodded as the God of Bees officially sanctioned his current efforts. He really had put that task aside for too long. But no longer. With nothing but the small, daily purifications on the horizon, he had nothing more urgent to deal with.
That did remind him, though, that he would need to resume those purifications soon. The Tower would even force him too if he put that off for too long, and he still felt it was important for his Tower to continue growing. He rubbed his chin and frowned, though. With the soldier bee army taking casualties so recently, he wasn’t sure if they were ready.
But then he had a thought. Why not just ask? He had all the Flower Meadow queens with him right now, so he might as well hear it from them. He took a moment to think of how to phrase the question in a way that wouldn’t just result in “Whatever King chooses!” responses.
“So, I have another question. How is the soldier bee army doing?”
The queens all went completely still at that, causing Belissar’s heart to race. That reaction was not what he had expected.
“Um, I mean, you lost a lot of bees lately, right? Is the army, um, recovering well?”