Of
Sofia Glasl
An invitation to the ball, and from her secret crush, Lord Tewksbury, at that. Enola Holmes would have to squeal in delight, as one would do as a self-respecting Londoner at the end of the 19th century. But the younger sister of the master detective Sherlock Holmes makes a face. “I have to go to a ball,” she moans into the camera, unnerved. The seventeen-year-old has no interest in Victorian social constraints that push women into corsets, marriages and silence, but strives for her own career as a detective. Men and social events would just be unnecessary ballast. She has already solved her first case and now wants to really get going – and for that she has to accept the invitation to the dance to gather information and draw conclusions.