POBee 131.1 - The Daily Buzz
The First of the Fifth’s First Daughter drew her attention away from the gardener and scouts she had sent to accompany the King. She then turned to a communer standing next to her, one that was not the Fourth of the Seventh’s…or her own. She could even feel mana flow through the mana of the joint hive and into the communer…and then onward to her. She shook herself a bit. The mana still resonated with her, but it tickled now, not flowing as naturally as it did before. Still, it was enough that she could feel the attention of another queen upon her.
“Queen mother, have news. King built new room as discussed yesterday. Room strange, but gardener says good for flowers. King wants gardeners to help raise many flower types.”
The First of the Fifth’s First Daughter was still, well, the First of the Fifth’s daughter, and made regular reports to her mother on the state of affairs in her hive as well as the Orchard in general. She felt her mother’s reply through the communer her mother had sent.
“Amazing, incredible, King is best king! Can take care of room with Orchard hives?”
She danced her salute.
“Can.”
“Good, then do. Let know if need help. If find new flower types, recommend give to one subordinate queen.”
The First of the Fifth’s First Daughter saluted once more and then felt her mother’s attention pull away. She then sent word through her own mana for her own daughters to gather. And, thanks to the drone, her mana passed through the Fourth of the Seventh’s communer as well, and then on to the Fourth of the Seventh’s daughters. She started a happy dance, seeing once again that the Fourth of the Seventh’s hive could now act as one with her own.
Which meant she was now well positioned to fulfill the Fourth of the Seventh’s duties within the hive of hives in her place. The new room was fortunately timed for the Orchard queens, their daughters were just getting up and running. Additionally, some of their daughters indicated a desire to see more than the grove they had been born in, no doubt due to the stories their mother told them. The First of the Fifth’s First Daughter had so far focused on raising them into excellent queens with well-ordered workers, and so could not allow them to venture abroad.