Beneath the iridescent moonlight, in heaven's Admiral blue curtains of stars, Sherlock found himself conflicted with ecstacy yet anxiety. A ludicrous move sneaking into your father's manor, especially when the Count would have his head.

but he couldn't care less. He just had to see you

sneaking through an open balcony to your room by the help of a suspended, sturdy rope of cloth left intentionally, Sherlock cheekily comments prior to entering in.

"You sure took your time, Princess."