"Ah, @Tisa Fritillary, traitorous pest! Have you returned to plead guilty and throw yourself on the mercy of the High Court of the Butterfly Imperium?"

"I have, my lord."

"Your wings are tattered and torn. Perhaps some time in the Healing Baths of Nectar? And we should prepare your raiments as you become Grand Vizier once more?"

"I would be honored, my lord."

"Ha! Fat chance! Laugh, my Swallowtail Guard!"

"Ha!" laughed Black.

"Ha!" laughed Zebra.

"Ha!" laughed Tiger.

"Laugh, my Royal Court!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Throw them all in my Butterfly Dungeon! Prepare the pins!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

"From the Edge, you say? On land?"

"Yes, your excellency," said the cabbage white. "Led by a fritillary. We're receiving reports from the Roly Poly network."

"Our friends in the underground. Excellent. Well, I think we can guess what they're after. We can let them come to us. Swallowtails?!"

"Yes, your excellency," said Black.

"Yes, your excellency," said Zebra.

"Yes, your excellency," said Tiger.

"Prepare for their arrival."