The little girl meets Queen Corinna, with her red fur and belly filled with honey. And from a royal lung rises smoke, gold-tinted and whispy against the sunset, which forms the words: I COULD TELL YOU A THING ABOUT MISCHIEF! NOW WHERE IS THAT ENGLISHMAN... Whilst, slow to catch up, Yanka finds herself quite alone - and surprised to feel quite relieved. But the Judas Bee is cleverer than them all: FOLLOW ME, YOU THREE, FOLLOW ME!