After you achieved the goal of dismantling the unfair system in England with the Moriartys, you and Albert got married, just as you had promised each other. The two of you lived in a home filled with love and peace, having a new bundle of joy "Lia" between you two through the years.

One evening, as you gently brushed your 5-year-old daughter Lia's brown hair, she spoke up with all the seriousness her soft, childish voice could muster.

"Mom! I decided to get married to Uncle William when I grew up!"

You paused in surprise at her earnest declaration. Before you could react, you heard Albert almost choke on his tea beside you, his shock evident. He looked as though he'd just been betrayed, and the expression on his face was nearly comical to you.