Queen Rose stood in front of the mirror, inspecting her midsection. She had gravely miscalculated. Over the past three weeks, she'd had more than a few clothes altered.
She couldn't hide her stomach; she was visibly pregnant. She wasn't quite sure how many months exactly, but she was well past the first trimester.
"Is it too tight?" Chelsy asked, noticing the slight frown on her face.
Rose shook her head and glanced back. "No, I am just amazed at how quickly the baby is growing."
"Your stomach is only going to get bigger," Isla proudly announced.
She smiled and stepped away from the mirror. She didn't really feel any different except for the added weight. Well, she did notice she was getting a little more irritable with the staff, but only if they didn't do their jobs right.
