If there was anything Ash had been dreading all his life, was for a moment like this. A moment where he wasn't the tough man anymore. A moment where the simple blink of a woman's eye set a strange feeling deep within him.
It was why, even though he had been tagged as a women's man, he never really allowed himself to get attached to any of them.
According to him, women were the last creatures on earth he'd ever trust.
But all that sentiment shifted the moment he had set his eyes on Regina in the manor, and now even more so, his suspicion had been confirmed.
He had left the Dowager's room in one of the most awful soar moods he hadn't experienced in a while. However, the moment he caught a glimpse of her raven hair, and the violet-colored dress she had chosen to wear that particular morni
