hair of gold, eyes like diamonds, eloquence at its finest . . . all behind a warm smile no one can foget.
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HOLMES & WATSON. Mind and soul. Brilliance and bravery. Smarts and guts. A unbeatable combo, a perfect match that has outlasted criminals falling from their prime and puzzles that cost lives and nearly cost more. When these two collide, they form something much more powerful; something lethal, something rare and bold... and definitely something different. The kind of different that'll leave people and awe, and possibly be the reason of the Kingdom crumbling down to ruins.
One year before Mycroft Holmes announced that Tiffany Watson and Sherlock Holmes are to be married supposedly for case, the woman in the picture was as forlorn in love as the man with her was. They were, after all, beings that have developed both a hatred for love and the constant feeling of being lovesick out of it. Tiffany's past with her former lover has left her a deep mark beyond her skin, and Sherlock's upbringings to avoid growing sentiment with people gave him the feeling of emptiness, even if he was starting to get attached to the brother of the lady he was going to be betrothed to. And so when the two met, something about the void inside them were filled and were overflowed, and nineteen years of safekeeping behind their own walls were broken with one glimpse of ocean eyes and a grin that thawed a frozen heart completely.
Now, years since the rings were exchanged and the staged became real, the Holmes-Watson family took pride in the personification of their combo in the from of the offsprings. Heads full on information and hearts filled with gold were instilled into the fraternal twins that Tiffany bore for nine months. And, as it turned out, they were replicas of those who made them; a dark-haired boy with a love for violin and ballet, a girl with blonde locks and fondness for books, sharing the keen eye they got from their father and the nerves of steel they inherited from their mother.
And the young lady we just spoke of? She's in your sight. Dazzling, serene, and seemingly sweet even if her nose was stuck in a hardbound copy of A Midsummer Night's Dream.
When she caught your eye, she closes the book and hugs it to her chest, then taking a few steps towards you. She gives you a soft smile and looks over her shoulder, her green eyes looking back at your eyes.
"How long have you been watching?" she asks. "You look like you've seen an enchantress."
You?
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WILHELMINA ROSE HOLMES. bbc sherlock next generation anon penned by B(LESSIE) !
