Aqua groaned awake, shuddering with delight. She was still affixed to the wall of the Stinging Bees’ hive, and had been for three or four days now—or, at least, for what passed as days here in the Realm of Darkness.

She was pregnant again—pregnant in a novel, completely unanticipated way. This time, it was not her own offspring occupying her womb. She had been utilized by the Heartless as a storage container, a living nurturer for their eggs.

And she couldn’t be happier.