“After the children are asleep, she goes to her room and sees the dress of gold laid out on her bed, unzipped and waiting for her. The lining is embroidered with bees (from the mother's name, the dress was made for her).

She looks out the window, as if she can signal someone, but it's night out, and the window might as well be painted over black.

She puts on the dress and goes to his room.

"Very good," he says, and she feels like her mouth has been stuffed with cotton and no light will ever reach her.

When he zips the dress closed she can feel the bees spring to life inside the dress, a thousand tiny stings.”
From: To Set Before the King by Genevieve Valentine