He studied John, wondering what the man he called his lover (at least in his head) thought about that. Was Sherlock destined to be with Guinivere, of indeed that is who the Woman was the embodiment of?
John looked pained as he said it, like he expected Sherlock to just up and leave him.
Well, that was not going to happen, no matter what seemed to think.
His frown deepened as he replied, crossing his arms. "I want nothing to do with The Woman. I am not going to marry her, I don't care what relation she has to the Knights. My heart lies not with her, but elsewhere. "
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He studied John, wondering what the man he called his lover (at least in his head) thought about that. Was Sherlock destined to be with Guinivere, of indeed that is who the Woman was the embodiment of?
John looked pained as he said it, like he expected Sherlock to just up and leave him.
Well, that was not going to happen, no matter what seemed to think.
His frown deepened as he replied, crossing his arms. "I want nothing to do with The Woman. I am not going to marry her, I don't care what relation she has to the Knights. My heart lies not with her, but elsewhere. "