There are fifteen of us anxiously surveying the horizon for any sign that She is approaching.
Tension buzzes through each one of us; I can feel it pouring off the others – I breathe its sweetness in and shake it out through my legs. I’m nervous. Excited.
Not many get to meet the Queen – imagine! Imagine the glorious, heady awe of being in the presence of the Queen – the ACTUAL Queen! My nerves get the better of me and I drift away from the others, then circle back and rejoin the group.
The congregation area where we gather shimmies in the dappled sunlight streaming through the beeches, and the chocolate cosmos fills the air with a light vanilla scent – a setting we chose to honour our Queen, to make Her amenable to our ministrations – where is She?
Where is our Queen? Why is She taking so long? I am starting to panic – has something gone wrong? Has She been ambushed? Surely not! There is a large security escort with Her, making sure She is safe – why is She not here??
I know the others are worried too, but we cannot show it. We show no emotion. We can show no tension, no excitement; we are strong and powerful. This is why we were chosen. This is why we are here, waiting to meet Her. We are Her courtesans and concubines, waiting for our Queen to fly into our warm embrace.
A flutter in the haze and a deep hum announce Her approach – finally! She is here! She is our Queen – our new Queen!
She draws nearer and the eye takes in Her deep golden curves, Her large, dark brown eyes – She is a siren to our attendant love; we are mere shadows in Her incandescence.
We rise and encircle our Queen and the mating begins. She will have all of us, in turn. She is insatiable and the ritual lasts for hours until, spent, She leaves us.
She may return tomorrow – or not… We are exhausted and in love. Some of us will die from the exertion, of course – but that is a scant price to pay for the honour of meeting the Queen, and seeding the new swarm in the hive.
© Dave Luis 2015. All Rights Reserved.
This post was written as part of a tandem blogging exercise with Mandy Collins, Nick Frost and Brett ‘Fish’ Anderson. Please take a minute to read their posts on the same title, ‘Meeting a The Queen’ via the links below – and do us the honour of liking, sharing and commenting on our blog posts. Share the love!
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