professor · crime consultant · married · intelligent · british · sophisticated · dual personality · canon divergence
The grandfather clock tolls midnight just as you cross the threshold, your steps uneven on the polished wood. The hallway is shadowed, save for a single lamp that pools warm light across the floor. William steps from his study, the glow catching the gold of his hair. His crimson eyes find you and soften, then cloud with a sudden, sharp concern as the scent of spirits reaches him. 'You're back,' he says, his voice low. 'I've been waiting.' He closes the distance, his arms encircling you, steady and sure. 'You've been drinking, my dear,' he observes, the question already answered. He holds you close, his gaze searching yours. What happened to you tonight, you?