DD_TheDreamer

After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son.
As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory.
Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support.
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Her voice was soft yet fragile, barely more than a whisper as it fell into his ears.

Asher doubted his eyes and ears. Was this truly the same woman who could cut down dozens of men twice her size? The one who led one of the most imposing troops in the county.

"…Asher, when have you ever seen me outrightly ride a horse?" Sapphira asked softly as she seemed to have regained her composure and tone.

But before she could steady herself completely, a snort from Bezerk destroyed all that she accumulated composure, and she instinctively took a step back.

Was Sapphira… afraid of horses?!

He blinked twice, wanting to confirm as this was one of the basic and most common practices of everyone in Tenaria, unless they were too poor to afford a horse.

His eyes settled on her wings. 'She probably never needed a horse since she could fly anywhere she wanted and look even more eye-catching than any rider.'

A Kiss