I sat silently brooding had I not been so emotional, it might have been comical; me in the dark candlelight, gently flickering off the bathroom walls like a R&B video; steam from the half filled clawfoot porcelain tub; fogging the tiny mirror above the old stained marble sink, and the paint streaked windows, the aged ceramic tiled floor covered in cracks. The architecture aged gracefully though. Busy bees was one of the only structures that survived the war. It hadn’t always been a bookstore, so this old bathroom was older than pretty much any of the rest of the building. It was also older than the castle, and since the castle used to be the citadel; where the scribes and, all documents or histories were housed; and just on the water's edge, people never realized it was still standing. It was basically part of the background environment like an outhouse, or a shed, or garage since it was no longer needed, it was often ignored, but it was best that way. It was hiding in plain sight. Which meant so was her secrets. The Busy Bee was a historical landmark, and its history was a well kept secret established in 1923 two years before everything changed after the war. What stood at the site before had to be hidden to be protected. I didn't know everything because most of the history was hidden from us all and hyenamen were wiped out so the few of us that remain are too young to remember and there is no one left to pass down what they know or remember. I did know it was my responsibility to use what I knew to start changing things. I planned to start with freeing my mate from slavery she was the only slave left in the Kingdom, and it was because she didn't know her true history. She had no idea who she was, or how powerful she was, or how much more powerful she could be. It was an honor to be the one to teach her and love her forever. My duty to her and my duty to the cause were one in the same. I took it very seriously because I knew it was a matter of life and death. The royal families attempt at g******e of the hyenamen had went unpunished because it was buried, refuted, denied, lied about and rewritten. Until now!