Hey guys! I decided to start another story, and although the updates will sometimes be few and far between, I hope to stick with this story, as well as my other most recent one. I just want to thank you guys all for your support and lovely reviews. I've had an account for a while and throughout the years, I was always overjoyed with people liking things I'd created for them. I hope you guys had great holidays, and I hope you'll all have a happy New Year!

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A long time ago, on a beautiful island far away, there was a legendary kingdom called Harmonica Kingdom. The kingdom, set away from the hustle and bustle of the other countries, was a very happy one. The citizens were content on the island, and there was plenty of fertile land for them to

use. They created their own system of living, and the economy thrived off the farming.

All the townspeople lived fairly happy lives. There weren't any issues as far as unemployment

and taxes went. No one complained, because they loved their king. There was no problem with the

agricultural economy, either, because some of the townsfolk came from foreign countries that

surrounded Harmonica Kingdom, and those people had strengths in other industries.

There were not many strict laws in Harmonica Kingdom, either. There were laws against

violence, vandalism, and theft. The most important law, as the King saw it, was kindness. At every

public event and festival, the king would come out and talk about how you should 'do unto others as you wish for them to do unto you'.

It sounded like a perfect kingdom to most outsiders, which is why many people wished to move

there one day. However, there was only one underlying issue that no one casually spoke of: the king's age. It was fact that the king was aging worse and worse each year. Everyone loved him and no one wanted to even think about losing His Majesty.

The King had two successors at one point in time. As goes, the oldest son of the family takes the

throne when the time comes. But the King's only son turned the throne down, as he did not want that much responsibility. If truth be told, as the Prince's sister would say, he was just afraid of failing in front of the people. He felt as if no one could accept him the way they accepted the King.

The was only one answer to this issue: the Princess. The Princess was a very wonderful young lady who cared about others before anything. She had been adopted at a young age by His Majesty and growing up with him and the late Queen was all she could have ever asked for in life. Like the Queen, the Princess had a short temper, and she was very straightforward and stubborn. However, also like the Queen, and even the King, the bad qualities never came out negatively. In fact, she was only stubborn when it came to the people of their small country and her family.

The King knew the Princess would be fine for the throne. Fate guided her to it, and she graciously accepted the responsibility. All of the Royal Family approved of her, but the citizens had yet to even hear this news.

The heir's coronation was to be announced at the next festival and the King could not have been more pleased. He knew the townspeople would accept his daughter, the Princess, at the coronation and he was more than excited to finally introduce her to them. Her birthday was coming up shortly after the next festival, and she would finally be of the proper age.

A few weeks later, it was finally time for the Princess's coronation. Things in the castle were hectic preparing for the ceremony, maids bustling about and other servants running around trying to prepare as well.

There was a new beginning to the end of an old journey.

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Sorry if that was a bit sloppy. I promise it'll get better later on! It's 4:23am where I live, so I'm quite tired. Review and let me know what you thought! Many of you ask for back stories whenever I write, so here's sort of one, haha. I'm going to attempt to keep this story as close to Harvest Moon as possible, even though it's AU.