The Third Holmes (𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘁 𝘅 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗬/𝗡)

CHAPTER 8

Y/N smirked as he saw the familiar family crest on the carriage and saw a brown-haired man go out from it. He was adorned with a mask as well as a high-class suit with a hat to pair it with. He can be seen talking to a man with blonde hair and scarlet eyes.

"Louis! Be sure to give William my regards."

"I will."

When Y/N saw Albert's retreating figure, he went to approach the blonde man. "Lou Lou, how splendid it is to see you here."

A surprised look was on Louis' face as he turned his attention to a masked man individual who was sporting a luxurious suit. "Mr. Holmes?"

"The one and only." Y/N grinned.

"I suppose you're attending the masquerade ball."

"Why yes, it's one of the perks if your older brother works for the government." Y/N shrugged.

"I see," Louis said as if he already knew that information.

So he's already aware that my older brother works directly under Her Majesty.

"Why, it sounded like you already knew that, Louis." Y/N laughed lightheartedly.

"Whatever do you mean, Mr. Holmes?" Louis tilted his head in question.

"I guess it's another one of your secrets... Though, I must warn you, as a journalist, I like to unravel said secrets." Y/N said with a hungry expression on his face despite being covered with a mask.

"It's a good thing I have nothing to hide." Louis shrugged.

"Are you?" Y/N said in a serious tone.

They both stared at each other with serious expressions on their faces, the tension thick when suddenly Y/N broke it.

"HA HA HA! I was messing with you, Louis." Y/N laughed gleefully.

"I see..."

Y/N then turned to Louis with a smirk. "How about you attend the ball as my date?"

Louis slightly raised his eyebrow. "I have to arrive home to my brother and I also don't have a mask."

"I'm sure William-Kun can wait for a little while and if it's a mask that's your problem... Here!" Y/N took the mask that he was hiding behind his back and showed it to Louis.

"Do you just carry a spare mask and wish to give it to a random person and make them your date?" Louis smirked.

Y/N grinned. "No, I was expecting that you'll accompany to drop off Lord Albert."

Louis narrowed his eyes.

"And I was right, was I? Just like always," Y/N said with a boastful tone.

God, I'm starting to sound like Sherlock.

"Fine." Louis then said as he grabbed the mask from Y/N's hand and tied it to cover a part of his face.

Y/N's grin became bigger at what Louis said. "I'm glad to hear. Shall we now go? The ball awaits."

Louis then slightly smiles and the two men head on to the entrance of Buckingham Palace.

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In the palace, people of high statuses can be seen mingling with each other, wine glass in hand. A lot of people can also be seen dancing to the classical waltz as the orchestra continues to play for the guests.

"If you would allow me this dance." Y/N offered his hand with a smirk on his face to his date.

Louis slightly raised his eyebrow. "Won't people give us peculiar glances?"