Ivy turned panicked eyes toward Ketahn, and in English, she whispered. “Ketahn, I don’t want this. I can’t be a queen.” He chittered, mandibles rising in a smile. “I do not want this either. I want my mate all for myself.” “Don’t just smile at me then! What do I do?” His smile only widened. “You are queen. I cannot command you.” “What? Well, I…I…I command you to command me!” Ketahn chittered harder. “What does the queen say?” Korahla asked.
