Seamstress' Doll

"Seamstress' Doll"
There is a Seamstress that lives in the woods. Everyday she lived there all alone until one day she noticed her skin becoming paper thin from age. She began to take commission from all walks of life ranging from forest sprites to the duke of the nearby castles. Her works were so whimsical and beautiful that they gained much popularity, even in the courts of the King. Unfortunately, the Royal Tailor was jealous of her great works and hope to squash the Seamstress' reputation. The Tailor then let a rumor roam about how the Great Seamstress about how some of her creations could come to life.
The King and his Company made way to her little house in the woods. He had always wanted a daughter that could fulfill the emptiness in his life after his wife had passed away without birthing him a child. The Seamstress was confounded by his request, but would willingly take it in hopes of perfecting her own child to fill the loneliness of the woods. The Seamstress told the King to check in at the end of every week at the mid of day to see if the child would be done. 
Every week the King went, and each week he felt his heart crumble a bit more as the doll was not completed. The King declared one more week he would wait before he would turn on the Seamstress. With a sharp blade in hand and a heavy heart, the King knocked on the little house's door. What greeted him was not the Seamstress, but a young lady with long braided hair and soft curls sticking out here and there. The man was so stunned by her likeness to the late Queen that he did not see the knife in the young woman's hand as she plunged it into his gut. 
The young woman had watched the King walk up with the blade and did not trust the man not to murder her lovely creator. Though brittle, her Seamstress was a kind woman that tried her best to fulfill the wishes of others through the only way she knew how. The young woman dragged the King away from the door and buried him in the garden to feed the plants. She washed the blood from the pathway, and kept as quiet as she could because her Seamstress was so tired. 
The Seamstress had spent the last weeks endlessly experimenting on her threads until her magic weaved the young woman that now occupied the small house. Forever would the young woman stay with her creator until she passed away, and so would she. That is, unless the young woman was given another purpose.