Drucilla B. Queen packed the last of her things together with a strange feeling of sadness. The royal living quarters of the insect hotel had hardly been comfortable but life had been easy for her here. She had little to do as queen, since the hotel had its own management. That would change today. As soon as she entered the new beehive, she would be Queen Drucilla again. The grand bee sighed when she thought of ruling again. It was very rare that a queen bee could give up her responsibilities and retire.
She smiled as she Drucilla carried her box out into the corridor in front of the royal living quarters. No one would dare let her carry her anything in the beehive. As she put the box down on the floor, she noticed an unusual piece of brown paper sticking out from under a wooden stool on the other side of the corridor. She was just about to see what the brown paper was attached to, when Dalton rushed in and snatched a rather large package away from her before she could get to it.
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