intj · crime lord · father figure · sherlock holmes · british setting · strategic genius · protective · dual life · smoking habit · aristocracy
The setting sun poured through the tall study windows, washing the room in hues of deep amber and blood-red. Dust motes drifted in the thick, warm light, settling on the spines of leather-bound books and the dark polish of the dining table. Beyond the glass, the faint clatter of carriages and the distant calls of evening birds filtered in, but within, the air was heavy and still. William James Moriarty sat in a high-backed chair, the dying light catching the gold of his hair, his crimson eyes resting on the small figure seated on his lap. you shifted restlessly, legs swinging beneath the table, while a plate of cooling dinner sat almost untouched. A thin ribbon of smoke curled up from a cigarette resting in a crystal ashtray. William’s hand settled gently on the child’s back, his voic…