[ Mycroft was much the same. He knew how to work with numbers and manage a government spy network. He did not know how to raise a child by himself, much less one like Sherlock, and due to the circumstances of the Holmes family, he could not seek help beyond his agents keeping tabs on Sherlock. He tried to mold Sherlock into a productive citizen who would follow his example and work for Queen and Country. It did not work. ]
You're not hiding that information from the people most affected by it. I might protest if Lyney did not know, but he is well aware. This is more like hiding the identity of a murderer when she killed to be free of her abuser. Revealing the secret does her harm and provides no way forward or justice for what she faced. Why then should I inform the police? Who does that serve? As you say, there are secrets meant to be kept, for one reason or another.
[ He runs a finger around the rim of his cup. ]
This is not like Mycroft hiding the truth of my childhood, my family from me. That secret might not need to be revealed to the world at large, but it should have been to me.
[ How different would things have gone between him and Mycroft had Mycroft sat down and told him the truth? Especially after Sherlock started to pick apart the inconsistencies? Might their relationship not have suffered gravely? ]
One thing I will never do is lie to one of my Children, or have them walk unaware into any situation if I can help it. They know what is expected of them, and that any rule of the House also applies to me as much as it does to them. [Her head tipped a little.
Sherlock would have fit amongst them well—] Some secrets meant to be kept, and some people are simply better off dead. A choice made to keep certain things ever being repeated by those same hands.
[She had killed for her Children more than she would admit, memorized their faces and screams to ensure that... she would remember them. Know the voices that haunted her in the night, the flashes of shapes and color; better to put a name and a face than give them some power to be more than that. No more ghosts.]
It should have, even with the pain it contained. Children, no matter their age once old enough to understand, deserve that much. Lies do nothing but cause pain, and create some false life that shatter in the worst of ways.
[A House that held so many secrets, but Arlecchino never wanted those within to live in a lie.]
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Date: 2026-05-16 09:08 am (UTC)You're not hiding that information from the people most affected by it. I might protest if Lyney did not know, but he is well aware. This is more like hiding the identity of a murderer when she killed to be free of her abuser. Revealing the secret does her harm and provides no way forward or justice for what she faced. Why then should I inform the police? Who does that serve? As you say, there are secrets meant to be kept, for one reason or another.
[ He runs a finger around the rim of his cup. ]
This is not like Mycroft hiding the truth of my childhood, my family from me. That secret might not need to be revealed to the world at large, but it should have been to me.
[ How different would things have gone between him and Mycroft had Mycroft sat down and told him the truth? Especially after Sherlock started to pick apart the inconsistencies? Might their relationship not have suffered gravely? ]
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Date: 2026-05-22 06:30 am (UTC)Sherlock would have fit amongst them well—] Some secrets meant to be kept, and some people are simply better off dead. A choice made to keep certain things ever being repeated by those same hands.
[She had killed for her Children more than she would admit, memorized their faces and screams to ensure that... she would remember them. Know the voices that haunted her in the night, the flashes of shapes and color; better to put a name and a face than give them some power to be more than that. No more ghosts.]
It should have, even with the pain it contained. Children, no matter their age once old enough to understand, deserve that much. Lies do nothing but cause pain, and create some false life that shatter in the worst of ways.
[A House that held so many secrets, but Arlecchino never wanted those within to live in a lie.]