My Best Friend Bore the Crown Prince but Wanted Male Models

After months of resting through her pregnancy, my best friend the Queen finally delivered the crown prince, and then she was calling out to me for a taste of home:

"Rosie, I want pumpkin bread~"

I froze for a second, as if I hadn't heard right. "What... what bread?"

She cradled the little prince in her arms and winked at me.

"Pumpkin bread, of course. It's my absolute favorite, isn't it? Having a baby is exhausting, and I'm starving. Get me ten of them!"

Something in me went cold, and I frowned at the woman I'd known for so long.