"The bee! Catch the bee!" Dwarna reached the guards doing their routine practice.
"What bee?" One of the guards asked her. She seemed bold and self-assured. A natural bully!
"The queen ordered me to catch the bee!"
The guard narrowed her eyes. "The bee flew over there! Come!"
Dwarna followed the guard blindly. They waddled together. She was being pulled by the arm inside the armory. The door was closed by one hand.
"G-guns!" Dwarna started to shake when she saw the rows of displayed guns.
"They have no ammunition! Don't be afraid, Dwarna!"
"You know my name?"
"Yes! I am Queenie!"
"What? Oh, my mistress! But why do we look like each other?" Dwarna observed in amazement.
"Listen, it's that witch Duruta! She deliberately did this to me!"
"You mean, the two lizards--?"
"Yes! But n
