A/N: Alright! Last chapter everybody...and finished before school! I hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. Thanks :)

Chapter Fourteen: Epilogue

After they returned from Hansel and Gretel's Honeymoon Suit, Lillian was to move into the castle. They would share a room together until the first king and queen moved out. They would do that in a year or two, but Harold would still probably ask for advice once and a while.

"Mother, are you sure you'll be alright?" Lillian asked when a group of servants came to gather Lillian's things. She wasn't sure how her mother would fair on her own with the shop.

"Yes dear, I'll be fine," Flora reassured her daughter. "You know, that Pied Piper offered to give me a hand if I needed it. The people here are so nice, I'll be just fine." Lillian was relieved to know that.

When she established herself in the castle, Harold asked her to meet him outside behind the castle.

He was having a new stage built back there, for it always looked so dreary. He wanted to make the palace his own in a few ways. He thought it'd make having a party an easier time too because of course, he was going to have a few of those.

Lillian was experiencing the happiest days of her life so far. She didn't have to worry about moving or her business not bringing in enough money. Life, she knew, was very good for her, and it would stay that way for the rest of her life.

She'd been married to a prince, but not just for the wealth. She loved him before she'd even known he was a prince. That was something very special, and Lily knew she'd gotten very lucky. He loved her the same way, and just when she thought she'd expressed her feelings to him, she realized later, whatever she'd done to express that love she had for Harold at that time, it wasn't enough.

Harold couldn't have been more ecstatic. He'd fought tooth and nail for Lillian and now he finally had her. She would be at his side for the rest of his life. He'd gone to the Fairy Godmother to be safe, but now he felt as if he might owe her in the future.

He was the king of Far Far Away that next year.

"Harold!" Lillian called frantically one morning. He'd been busy working in his new study on some of the issues in the lower part of the kingdom. Even he got confused sometimes as to why some people fought for the silliest little things.

"Harold!" Lillian called, almost running around the castle. She was worried, yet excited at the same time. She didn't know how he'd take the news, but she had to tell him as soon as she found out.

"Harold!"

"I'm in here, Lillian!" he called back the moment he hear her calling for him. She sounded pretty concerned. He was with a messenger from Drury Lane. No matter what happened in his workplace, or no matter what was going on in the kingdom, Harold always remembered something very important.

Lillian came first. The kingdom needed him, and so did his people, but he couldn't just make the decisions for their lives and how they lived. He felt that he had to show his people that even in his life, family and loved ones came first.

"Excuse me," Harold said, walking out. "There is something I have to-"

"Harold," Lillian said, bursting into the room.

"What is it? Is something wrong?" Harold asked, trying not to panic as well.

"Nothing's...wrong per-say," Lillian replied. "I just really thought you'd like to know...so there aren't any surprises or you think I'm sick."

"Well, what is it then?" Harold asked.

"Harold...I'm pregnant."