Oh, gosh. A dream that I had this week was very interesting. I don't even know where to start, it is so funny and long. And tragic. Why is that always the story with me? Anyways, if you have the time:
Okay, My story takes place a long time ago. I am not sure about the time period but I am guessing 1300ish and it was in Europe, Spain I think. Anyways, this prince with black curly hair and chocolate brown eyes, with a gorgeous smile might I add, is running from his responsibilities as future king, literally running away, and he gets hurt near my villiage. My mom and dad are the "doctors" in the villiage, and I end up being the one to help him because noone can stand him. He is a spoiled brat and he yells at everyone, is very demanding, and I am stubborn and don't put up with crap so I am the only one that can tolerate him, and I even put him in place. This is silly so far, I know.:+ Anyways, of course he falls in love with me because I am the only one who is honest enough to tell him like it is, and he completely changes his attitude and starts treating people well. He starts helping people in town, yadayada, and I fall in love with him. He completely gives up on the idea of being king (nobody knew that he was the prince) and asks my father for my hand, and he finds a niche in our poor community.
One week before the wedding, a soldier of the king who has been sent to find the prince ends up in our villiage. He tells my absolutely adoring fiance that he is so happy that he found him, everyone thought he had died, his father is dying and he needs to come home immediately. Of course he goes, promising all the while to return for me. Neither one of us knows that I am pregnant (oops!) or what plans his evil uncle has concocted. So my beloved is able to see his father just seconds before he died, and his uncle is right there with his curropted committee and they sentence my man (I forget his name) to death. Becuase it has to be kept secret, he sends out a small band of soldiers out into the wilderness miles from the castle to execute him. Did I already say that my man is an incredible warrior? Well of course he kills all of them and escapes, but there is nowhere for him to go because his uncle told this incredible story about how HE had killed the king, and he must be killed on the spot if seen, so he is banished in a country far from the woman he is trying to get to (me, of course). The only way to get back to her is by crossing his country. In this country, a Lord takes pity on him and takes him where, let's call him Jon, okay?, Jon quickly proves his valor and courage and becomes the Lord's right hand man.
Okay, while this is going on, I have our baby, a beautiful girl with his eyes and hair which tortures me of course. ;( My mom and dad die, then I find out I have an uncle who is very important in a far country, so I go and live with him with my daughter. He wants to gain more wealth and land, so he has a tournament against my fighting and refusing to marry me off to the winner. You know who won the tournament, and as I walked down to the stands to greet my future husband, we saw each other for the first time since he left on the ship to get to his father. It is weird because it felt real! I couldn't contain my joy, and he couldn't contain his torment for he had won me for his Lord. Ah, the misery!
Jon was sitting at the pond lamenting a love had and lost to his best friend when our free spirited 4-year old daughter, hiding from her nanny, ran up and sat next to him and starting telling him stories of the town they used to live in and what she knew about her daddy that she had never met. It dawned on him just who her mother was because she flipped her hair the same way and had the same expressions on her face. Then he finally noticed the black curly hair.
That is where Logan woke me up. Pretty crazy, huh? sorry it was so long. do you guys think that I am crazy now?
Missy
