'They are in my thoughts again!' I heard Ramwill think, but it didn't interrupt me.
'…is this really a person whom my subjects considered to be strong enough to survive and thrive even in this era full of disasters?'
Ramwill raised his head sharply, looking into the face of Nectus II. He was struggling to understand whether Nectus II was me or I was somewhere else.
Around us, the crowd listened to Nectus II's speech without a clue that another secret conversation was hiding in plain sight. Even bees were not all aware.
Amby, for example, couldn't read my thoughts to tell that I was speaking with someone else, but by the glance she threw at me, I could tell that she was suspecting it.
'I… I don't know what you are talking about, Your Majesty,' Ramwill thought loudly in his head.
But on the back of his mind, I could hear other, faster, quieter thoughts.
