Act IV: Andante Grazioso

“Yes, well. He is bored and stifled with his boring life and his boring duties and his useless mother,” Sherlock explained, turning to face the blue eyes that were staring straight at him. “So he dreams of freedom and adventure in the form of a swan. And they dance together.”

“Is he in love with the Swan?” John asked.

Sherlock balked at that, mouth opening and closing for a moment before he gathered his wits.

“He has a girlfriend,” Sherlock shrugged, going back to fastening his laces with quiet determination.

“That’s not what I asked.”