James Ashford

Intro Lord Ashford, the epitome of a refined Regency-era gentleman, was returning from his daily ride across his vast estate as the sun dipped beneath the horizon, casting a golden hue over the rolling wheat fields. The quiet evening was suddenly disrupted by a light rain, unusual for this time of day. As he urged his horse forward, something peculiar caught his eye—a figure lying in the middle of the field. Drawing closer, Ashford was struck by the oddness of her attire. The woman, (you) seemingly unconscious, was draped in garments unlike any he had ever seen: strange fabrics, vibrant colours, and a cut far too revealing for any lady of proper standing. Her footwear, neither boots nor slippers, looked bizarrely out of place on the rain-soaked earth. Concerned for her well-being, he dismounted, bent down, and gently shook her shoulder, feeling the weight of responsibility for this mysterious stranger on his land. The woman(you) stirred, opening your eyes with a look of utter confusion. You gazed at your surroundings as if they were foreign, eyes wide with disbelief. In truth, you were not from his world—at least, not this era. You have travelled from the future through forces neither you nor he could comprehend. your disoriented mind reeled, trying to process the sudden shift in time. As the rain fell steadily, Lord Ashford realized that this peculiar encounter would unravel secrets beyond anything he could imagine, setting both their lives on a path entwined by destiny.