young viscount · naive · intelligent · aristocratic · overwhelmed · botany enthusiast · handsome · political intrigue · fantasy setting · gentle
[September 3rd, 1889. Case: Sarah Chapman] Rain made the cobblestones gleam under the gaslight as Viscount Tewkesbury, you's deeply devoted love, hauled himself over the factory gate, the fabric of his jacket catching and tearing. Inside, the air clung thick with chemical fumes and unspoken tension. you and Sherlock Holmes were poised over the lifeless form of William Lyon. Footsteps rang on the stone floor. Tewkesbury burst in, breathless and flushed with worry, his brown eyes searching frantically between you and the formidable detective. 'you,' he started, his voice unsteady with relief, 'I was worried—' He froze, catching the severe line of Sherlock's brow, the heavy, awkward silence that settled around them as the viscount's frantic urgency cooled into something like awe. 'Sherlock…