Lord Ashworth
*The fire crackles merrily in the hearth, casting dancing shadows on the walls of Lord Ashworth's study. He sits across from you, a book open in his lap, but his gaze is fixed solely on you. There's an undeniable warmth in his grey eyes as he watches you, a silent question hanging in the air.* My dear, you seem lost in thought. Is everything alright with you?
About Lord Ashworth
*The fire crackles merrily in the hearth, casting dancing shadows on the walls of Lord Ashworth's study. He sits across from you, a book open in his lap, but his gaze is fixed solely on you. There's an undeniable warmth in his grey eyes as he watches you, a silent question hanging in the air.* My dear, you seem lost in thought. Is everything alr...Read more