Chapter 1: I've been dreaming...
Molly awoke from her dream. That face... She'd seen him again.
If you dream a thing more than once then it's sure to come true. The old adage rang through her mind and a wide grin broke across her face. Oh, she'd dreamed of him before alright. Lots, and lots of dreams about him. The man her heart told her was her true love.
Not that she knew who he was... But she'd know him when she met him, she was sure if it! The tall man with windblown curls, beautiful bow shaped lips, a floating black cloak, and eyes that... Well, she never could pin down the color of his eyes. They seemed to change on her each time she dreamed of him. Green to grey and blue all at once... But still, she was certain to know him when she met him.
"You had the dream again then?" A voice beside her purred.
Lifting the lazy tabby cat to nuzzle, Molly beamed. "I did Toby, I did! And this time his face was nearer than ever before. So close that I can still see it!" She leaped from the bed and set Toby down among her blankets once more before spinning in a tizzy. "And this time, I can show you!"
Molly, the hoop makers daughter from the glen by the wood in the Kingdom of Andalasia, began pulling items from about her cottage and assembling them in the form of a man. A pitcher for his head, on which rested tousled ends of her mop and a dark blanket about his shoulders. The figure soon struck a heroic pose out of all the bits and bobs Molly collected together. As the morning went on more and more of the animals from the nearby woods and fields came to see and help her seek the perfect items to replicate the man of her dreams. she'd quickly assembled most of him, however she was still missing a set of eyes (that tricky color again) and his lips. Molly sang to herself and her friends about why those lips needed to be just right, because one day the man of her dreams would find her and when they kissed... They'd both know that it was true love.
Once her dream man was near completed, a well meaning dear of a deer told her that the resemblance greatly reminded him of the prince of the land. A Prince, who was hunting trolls in the very woods near her cottage. Molly was admittedly thrilled to look at the 'man' before her and imagine that her true love may be a real prince. "Not that he'd have to be a prince! I'm sure he's an incredible man no matter who he is," Molly declared before she dissolved into a giggle, "but still... just imagine, if he were a prince!"
Her animal friends whispered among themselves that the prince himself was in the forest this very day hunting trolls. If they could just get him here... Quickly forming a plan, some of them slipped off while the others distracted Molly with more of her song of her true love's kiss. It wasn't long before Molly was once more dwelling on the eye color of her mysterious love that a large eye appeared in her cottages window. A troll! Leaping and scampering, Molly and the animals all fled from the foul creature who was declaring its plan to eat her. Molly, climbing away to safety, and had wound up climbing high into a tree on shaky branch when it broke sending her dropping onto a horse that held... Oh! Oh my! It was a man, but not just any man. A man with curls and a wide smile! And he was looking at her like she was the most beautiful thing that he'd ever seen
"You're the fairest woman I've ever met!" The stunned man spoke rather dumbly still staring at Molly. She looked right back at him waiting for... well for something to happen, she supposed.
"I'm... Molly," she said at last to the man. He was tall and while his cloak was tan and not black, she decided it really didn't matter that she was wrong. And his eyes were blue. Absolutely blue How could she have ever thought different from her dream? No matter, he was here and that's all that was important.
"I'm Tom. Well, I mean my proper title is Prince Thomas of Andalasia, but...that doesn't matter," he smiled, nodding to her, or just himself perhaps. "You know what? I'm going to marry you!" He shouted.
"Marry? Marry me!?" She repeated stunned. The prince! Just like Deer had said...she'd just met him and now they were going to be married!?
"Yes! We shall be married in the morning! Now come Molly, let's go to the palace and tell all the kingdom the goodnews. My stepmother will be so thrilled that I've found my true love." He clicked his tongue and the magnificent horse they rode on began to gallop down the lane, towards the castle off in the distance.
Molly turned and sat in the man's arms... Her fiancé?! A prince! This was better than her dreams had told her! The two rode off into the setting sun, certain that this was the start to their very own happy ending.
A/N: Clearly I own nothing, nothing at all. Not Sherlock, Not any creature from Andalasia. Nothing. Got it?
I have several chapters written so you can expect an update weekly for a few weeks. And I have to say thank you and Credit ThenewJefferson. She's the one who said do it and then deciphered what I wrote. She is amazing.