“Your Majesty, I am the sole survivor. They deployed neurotoxins.” The wing commander staggered, shuddered, and collapsed. Six of the queen’s attendants rushed forward and dragged their sister’s lifeless body from the chamber.
The queen’s barbed voice stilled her agitated subjects. “You have all heard the casualty reports. These losses are not sustainable. We must embrace a new strategy. Henceforth, no workers shall go forth to pollinate. We shall remain within the hive, living on our food reserves.”
“But there will be no crops!” gasped the nearest honeybee.
“Then the humans will starve. We shall not.”
The court buzzed with approval.