At my appearance, both Ambrosias stood up in greeting.
I was still gaping at them.
"Necty! Finally, you are here," the one holding a wax tablet said, smiling gently at me.
"Necty! It took you too long to return," said the honey-eating one with the exact same smile.
Okay, something was very wrong here. But… What exactly actually?
I closed my mouth and shook my head, since my bee-wives looked worried.
"Hi, Amby and Amby," I smiled back at them, but didn't come up for a hug.
The sense of wrongness was still lingering in my head, nagging at me with insistence that didn't let me just dismiss the feeling.
I felt like there was danger here—but why would I feel threatened in my own house, in the heart of Hive Supremo, where thousands of my daughters were ready to defend me at a moment's notice?
"Necty? Is something wrong?" Ambrosia with a wax tablet asked, eying me with a frown.
The other Ambrosia nodded with the same expression, as if silently echoing the question.
