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ENOLA AND EMELLIA sat in a carriage for a while in silence until they heard the bag moving above Emellia. She moved to sit next to Enola to look to see what it was. A knife came through the bag and made its way over to the side resulting a hole. A hand came from it and unlatched the bag, failing and taking a huge fall. 

"Whoa!"

The boy grunted. 

He spotted Emellia and Enola and stopped moving.

"Hello."

He said getting out of the bag.

Emellia moved back to her seat not knowing he was gonna sit next to her- him.

"Please get out of this carriage."

Enola requested.

"I can't."

He said.

"I'm in hiding." 

  "Bit of a to-do. Bribed a porter to put me in this and get me onboard."

"Very daring."

He said looking me and Enola straight in the eye.

EM- ...

"Get out of this carriage right now, please."

Emellia tried.

"You two are strange looking gentlemen."

He said.

"You think you look normal?"

Enola spat.

"You guys are not a boy at all."

He realized.

"We might boys."

Enola said looking away.

"Who are you?"

"What are you?"

Emellia quickly replied.

"I'm Viscount Tewkesbury, the Marquess of Basilwether."

Tewkesbury introduced putting his hand out towards us.

Emellia didn't want to be that rude so she shook it and quickly released his hand.

"You're a nincompoop."

Enola said.

"I'll have you know, I have just undertaken a particularly daring escape-"

Tewkesbury started.

"You have not escaped. There is a man in a brown bowler hat currently on this train searching for you, and once he finds you, he will think me and my s- brother helped hide you, and we will be endangered by this. Therefore I ask you to get out of this carriage."

Emellia reasoned staring at him. They each other right in the eye making her blush but putting it aside and keeping her distance.

"You remind me of my uncle."

He said not paying attention to any of what 'he' just said.

"I've left him at the station."

The young lord continued.

Emellia repeated her memory figuring the angry policeman was his uncle.

"He's bossy too."

"Left them all: my mother, my grandmother."

He listed.

"But I'm fine. I'm free."

He said putting the bag back where it was.

𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧? - 【ENOLA  HOLMES  1】OC x TEWKESBURYWhere stories live. Discover now