Undecided shook her head. Not to say I was very surprised—the prophecies of Oracles rarely were clear or certain, and when they were, it was usually a bad thing.
"So far, I haven't heard anything that I didn't consider myself already," I said. "So if nobody else had any objections…"
There was a fluttering of thoughts around—anxious, wondering—but nobody spoke.
"…Then I command someone to invite Tamsha over for his pledge of loyalty. Let's see if a grand ceremony will shake his skepticism a little. And ask the Agent who leads him to watch his reactions to our technology and hives."
Military Adviser Bloodhero, who commanded Agent Bees alongside Warriors, both regular-morphotype, Beemarines and Beehounds, gave me a sharp salute.
"I will make sure our sharpest Agents watch this man at all times. Since he's so untrustworthy, one Agent won't be enough!"
I nodded, agreeing.
"Yes, this won't hurt. Now… what else is on our plate today?"
