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Excerpt from a short story I’m working on:

When the Queen was pregnant with her first child, she ate entire white roses, stems and all. Occasionally she would nibble red rose petals, but she fed mostly on the white ones. And apples, white and succulent, fleshy. When her daughter was born, she had new milk skin and little blushes cresting her soft cheeks. But then there was that disturbing X-ray, which no one expected.