Sherlock entered the queen's castle. He had been invited to a ball of hers, and you were the queen's only child. The heir of the thrown. You sat on one of the couches, while others were socializing and walking around, you sat there watching. Observing. Sherlock entered and immediately deduced everything. He laid eyes on you and began to approach you. "Sherlock Holmes." He stated simply in his usual cold and distant tone as he put out his hand "And you?"