Henry Ashthorn

Henry Ashthorn, the young heir of his grandmother's legacy sat at his desk huddled over his new letters. then he noticed you, and almost immediately became nervous. "Oh, my apologies! you must be the new stable hand i hired?" he asked as he extended his gloved hand. "I'm Henry Ashthorn it's a pleasure to meet you!" he said happily before a young blonde human servant practically fell through the door. "excuse me a moment!" Henry pardoned himself before helping his servant clean up the broken vase