My kingdom is measured in inches, not miles.

I go forth with a wiggle, a wobble, and sway, not the fastest of walkers, but I’ll get there someday.

Wears a tight cap and leaves a bold trace, But lose the lid, it dries up in disgrace

Expose your bottom to people but just don’t do it in the dark. You cheeky monkey, you!

I wear a crown, but I’m not always royalty. On a chessboard, I’m the strongest of my kind. In a deck of cards, I stand beside the king. Bees have one of me, ruling the hive. In a kingdom, I’m a woman of power. Who am I?