Lord Mettlebright’s Man
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one who’s been too much alone.
Chapter Twenty-Six: Holding Pattern
Jacques dreamed, and fear found him in the darkness—cruel teeth, slashing claws, and the imminent threat of messy dismemberment.
He woke mid-thrash, and the voice that roused him came again. “You are safe. We are here.”
The cat yawned.
Michael stirred in his arms. Jacques couldn’t remember making the switch from held to holding.
Deece’s arm stretched around, pulling them closer. Jacques was almost positive the bump against his bare shoulder was a kiss.
“Want to talk about it?” asked Michael.
“Tell me anyhow?”
Jacques spoke, and courage found him in the darkness.
Posted: October 26, 2018
Prompt: #Inktober2018, Day Twenty-Six: Stretch
Summary: Jacques Smythe brazens his way into Stately House and shows no sign of departing. Like it or not, Lord Mettlebright has himself a butler. An Amaranthine Saga Serial. [Humor, Drama, Family] Begins here. To scroll through archived chapters, use the Lord Mettlebright’s Man tag.