Blurb about Sherlock Holmes and his steppe polecat daemon, Kazimierz:"Did you truly think John was Moriarty?"
Sherlock went completely still, the bow posed over the strings of the violin, and he looked at his daemon, whom was currently perched on the mantle, next to the skull. "Kaz..."
"Don't try and avoid the question," Kazimierz said firmly, standing up on his hind legs to glare at Sherlock. "Did you truly think John was Moriarty?"
"You know I did."
Kazimierz made a soft clicking sound. "And if he had been?" The polecat fixed Sherlock with a stony glare. "What would we have done, Sherlock?"
Sherlock swallowed visibly and looked towards the stairs leading to John's room, where he knew John and Adine were only sleeping because Sherlock had drugged John's tea after they'd returned from that damnable swimming pool. When he finally looked at his daemon again, Sherlock's eyes were cold but firm.
"You know what we would have done, Kazimierz."
Kazimierz gave a slight nod before he climbed down from the mantle and disappeared from the room. Sherlock felt the slightest strain on their bond as his daemon slipped into John's room but ignored it as he returned to playing the violin. As the music filled the sitting room he thought about his daemon's question, all while knowing the answer he hadn't been able to voice aloud.
If John had turned out to be Moriarty then Sherlock would have done anything and everything to protect him. John and Adine meant too much to him and Kazimierz to do anything else. Kazimierz
is a Polish name meaning "commands peace"