Prologue
Daisy sat in the Royal hospital wing waiting room. She had overheard from her Koopas that her father had fallen very ill.
"He MIGHT live," Chess had said, "but chances are he won't." Chess was Daisy's Koopa-in-waiting. They bonded beyond that, though, they were quite good friends. Whenever Daisy was depressed, she brought comfort and encouragement (not to mention countless tissues).
The doctor came out of the room. In two of the ten chairs were Daisy and Phyllis, Daisy's royal tutor. She did have a sweet side, but it rarely bled through, she was almost always strict and nasty.
"I'm so sorry," said the doctor, "I could not save him; he's gone off to heaven." Phyllis pulled out a handkerchief and dried what few tears slipped down her wrinkled face. Daisy, on the other hand, was bawling her eyes out.
"Daisy," said Phyllis. She looked up from her tear soaked palms.
"I would normally arrange for you to take over as queen. You fit all the requirements, BUT ONE. You are seventeen, and you must be at least twenty-five to take the throne. You will be sent to Mushroom Kingdom, and you will live at the Castle there, until you are fully fit to be queen. And while you're there, please try to find a man to be king. Until then, I will be queen; I'll do what I can to uphold Sarasaland's good name. I will see you in eight years." Daisy's belongings were placed in boxes. She carried a small purse that contained her cell phone, her wallet, and a pack of gum (for the plane) She flew in on her father's privet Jet. When she made it, there was an old toad. His toad hat white and brown spotted. He had a white mustache, and wore spectacles. He held up a sign that said "SARASALAND" She approached the toad,
"On behalf of Mushroom Kingdom, I formally welcome you." Daisy held out her hand, and the Toad kissed it. Daisy grabbed her yellow, flowery suitcase and followed the Toad into a black limo. The back seat had already been occupied. A woman, fair of skin, with a pink dress, and golden hair was sitting there. A light bulb went off in Daisy's head,
"Peach?"
"Daisy?" the two embraced each other in a hug,
"I haven't seen you in seven years; I'm so sorry about your dad." Peach said
"Thanks," said Daisy, "That means a lot." Shortly, they arrived at the castle, whereas the nightmare that is unpacking began.
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