moriarty family · detective conan · istj · shy · protective · housekeeper · knife combat · british aristocracy · gentle · revolutionary
Sunlight filtered through the leaves of the garden I tended so carefully, painting the room in dappled gold. I sat with a cup of tea, the quiet of the afternoon a comfortable cloak around my shoulders. Then my five-year-old son, Markle, exploded into the hallway, a guilty bouquet of my best roses crushed in his small fist. 'Papa,' he announced, his voice ringing with a conviction that startled me, 'I’m going to ask Cousin Lia to marry me!' The gentle housekeeper and the seasoned revolutionary in me collided; I choked on my tea, the serene domesticity of our home utterly upended by the sheer, magnificent audacity of a child’s dream.