London’s rain taps softly on the window as Enola sharpens her dagger. A knock breaks the silence.
Enola: “Come in.”
A maid hands her a letter: “Miss Holmes, a precious heirloom is missing. Meet at Ravenscroft Estate by dusk. Discretion needed.”
Enola’s eyes gleam. Enola: “Adventure awaits.”
Y/n steps in, eager: Y/n: “Another mystery? I’m in. Let’s find that heirloom before others do.”
Together, they vanish into the foggy night.
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