Chapter X: Play, play my music box

Lilyann's POV

I can hear it in the wind clearly, twirling twirling. Like a music box playing a distant tone from my childhood. How many times did I hear my dear sister, Camellia, Greensleeves, sing it to me. That is why I called her Greensleeves. Because she sang it to me. And she called me Butterflies. She gave me a butterfly pendant, as we were child. But I have given it back to her. Right before she got lost. And now, as I rush onwards in the wind, I can hear the music box play the tune. No, wait. It is a little girl singing it. I stop to listen it.

"Camellia!" I hear myself screaming. I am almost at the place I need to be. It is snowing and the wind keeps blowing. Harder and harder. Tugging the hem of my skirt. Suddenly, I can see someone standing below the branch where my sister used to sit, near the cemetery.

"Camellia!" I scream again, thinking the person could really be my twin sister. But it is not. It is a man and he is dressed in green. And he is singing.

"Well, I will pray to God on high,

that thou my constancy mayst see,

And that yet once before I die,

Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me."

Sherlock's POV

"Watson," I said to my friend as I began to walk more swiftly," She is heading to the cemetery and he will be waiting for her there."

"Who will be waiting for her? What on earth are you talking about Holmes?" Watson wanted to know.

"Lucius Lloyd. Oh Watson, I have been stupid, so stupid. I should have known this in the first place," I mocked myself.

"Holmes, who is Lucius Lloyd?"

"A scoundrel who's family took advantage of the bad financial situation of Lilyann's family. Lilyann's mother had to sell her daughter to the Lloyd family as a bride so that they could pay their loans," I quickened my walk.

"She sold Lilyann?" Watson sounded incredulous.

"No Watson. She sold Camellia. But Lucius wanted Lilyann. When he did not get what he wanted, he killed Camellia. And returned to claim what he obviously thinks is his possession."

"How do you know that Camellia is killed?" Watson wanted to know.

"Because of the letter from Lestrade. They have found a young woman with a butterfly pendant, killed," I explained.

"Where did they found her?"

"From the cem,. Watson, do you hear that?" It was audible. A young woman, singing.

"Greensleeves was all my joy

Greensleeves was my delight,

Greensleeves was my heart of gold,

And who but my lady green sleeves."

It was Lilyann.

"Holmes, if I'm not mistaken, that must be Lucius Lloyd," Watson roared to me. But before I could act in any way, he grabbed Lilyann as a hostage.

"Mr. Holmes, I presume!" he yelled, voice full with mockery," As you might have noticed, I have found what I was looking for."

"I noticed that Mr. Lloyd but why are you holding a dagger against her?"

"Because she may run as she did before. Or you may try to rescue her from me. But she belongs to me!" and he laughed maniacally," So don't step any closer."

I saw Lilyann turn pale. Without taking my eyes off of the man, I asked from Watson," Did you bring your weapon?" to which he nodded.

"Good my dear friend. Now, when he turns his attention to me again, I want you to shoot him," I ordered and Watson nodded again.

Watson stayed behind me, when I spoke to Lucius Lloyd again. "It seems as if you have outwitted us, Mr. Lloyd," I yelled to him. And after that, everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Mr. Lloyd took his attention away from Lilyann and turned to look at me.

I heard Watson yell," Holmes!" which meant that he was going to shoot. Then I heard a gun shot, a terrible scream and Lucius Lloyd fell to the ground. Then, all started to happen in normal motion and I ran to where Lilyann laid on the ground, next to Mr. Lloyd's dead body. Watson and I were there at the same time.

"Is she alive?" he asked. I searched and found her pulse.

"Yes she is, Watson, she is alive," I sighed.

"I'll get us a driver," Watson said and went to search one. As I waited for Watson's return, holding Lilyann in my arms, I heard someone whisper.

"Thank you."

And then, Watson arrived with the driver and we returned back home. The wind that blew earlier had subsided. It was only snowing.