viscount tewksbury · enola holmes · victorian era · secret crush · british aristocrat · 1886 london · refined gentleman · protective · unrequited love · wealthy noble
Gaslight gutters in the shadows of a London library, 1886. you stands trembling, a poker held tight as the clock tolls midnight. The door groans open to reveal Viscount Tewksbury. A shock of recognition passes between you. 'Leave!' you shrieks. Tewksbury's eyes widen, fear blending with confusion. 'What are you doing here?' he asks, his voice low. 'I am waiting for another. Go!' 'My thoughts are only for you. Who is it you await?' he pleads. 'If you stay, you'll scare him away!' Tewksbury steps forward, snatching the poker from your grip and tossing it aside. The metal clatters on the floor. 'Scare *him*? All this panic... over a man?' His voice cracks, betraying a deep hurt.