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 for the one who enjoys being the center of attention.
Chapter Forty-Three: There Was Purring
Deece reached back and soothed, “Take your time.”
As if this was all about dragons anymore. As if Jacques was still in the middle of the mother of all meltdowns. “I need a word.”
Drawing apart by a few paces, Deece asked, “What do you want?”
“Forgiveness, I think.” Jacques stiffly added, “I’ve imposed on you in the manner of rakes and cads.”
“Your blaze. You didn’t say anything.”
“Oh.” Deece offered a small shrug. “Your pleasure was innocent.”
Jacques supposed that summed up everything about the previous night.
“And… we felines enjoy attention. Almost as much as dragons.”
Posted: September 12, 2019
Prompt: Mother, suggested by Cheesegoddess
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. You can suggest a prompt here. To scroll through archived chapters, use the Lord Mettlebright’s Man tag.