A/N: Welcome to my series Queen and Country! This is a series that I have germinated for a long time, and it's finally coming to fruition! It follows and is narrated by Dr. Watson's half-sister, Emily. Below is a full description of this book and the series to come!

Emily Watson and her twin sister were raised in a peaceful English manor house. But when a mysterious Professor arrives to visit her father, she is thrown headfirst into a murderous conspiracy. Forced to seek refuge with her only living relation, half brother Dr. John Watson, she discovers that he lodges with the infamous detective, Sherlock Holmes. Book 1 follows Emily and Holmes as they begin to unravel her mystery, when they are introduced to the case of a missing Russian diplomat. The thread connecting the two cases runs deep, and they race against the clock to uncover the politician's location before political tensions reach a breaking point.

Note: Yes, I am aware that when I first posted this story, there was a formatting error that erased all italics. It is being corrected.

Leave your comments and thoughts in the reviews as you read, and please enjoy! - Ell


My grandmother died recently, leaving behind a small house in the Sussex countryside full of 90+ years worth of belongings to sort through.

Grandma Constance lived a very full and exciting life. She was, in fact, one of the very first women employed as a detective by Scotland Yard. She served as an intelligence agent during the prime of her youth and beauty in the second world war. She was full of decades worth of poignant and heart-pounding stories, even when her memory began to fail towards the end.

But besides her own stories were those of her mother. I'm sure you've all heard of and maybe even read the Sherlock Holmes stories. They haven't lost their popularity over the last century, and have inspired an ever growing number of books, shows, and movies. But the stories left out an important detail. Constance's mother, Emily.

I assume that Doctor Watson never included his half-sister in his stories because it would have caused a great deal of public uproar at the time. Indeed, I know of a great many other details he fudged in his narratives because of various reasons, whether they be personal or political.

Nevertheless, Emily appears to have written her own extended accounts of some cases she had the privilege of experiencing with the famous duo. Most of them remain as yet unrecorded by any other source. It is these narratives that my brother and I uncovered in a steamer trunk in the attic while cleaning out Grandma Constance's house. If I had to hazard a guess I'd say it's been long enough that these stories cannot harm anyone, and it is my belief that they will be widely appreciated and enjoyed. Perhaps even the personal, emotional words of a soft woman will touch some of you.

However you choose to utilize these tales, I ask that you enjoy them and respect my great grandmother's legacy.

Yours,
Renee Watson, 2017