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 thinking clearly.
Chapter Forty-Seven: True Blue
Hands busy, the grip of Jacques’ fears loosened enough for him to twist and tug at them, seeking their root. Argent had never dismissed his fear. Never denied its rightness. Only pushed him to refine it. To define the danger.
Lapis did not fit that definition.
Jacques could see him clearly in his mind, sipping tea, turning pages. Mannerly and manicured. Genteel and generous. “Pretty is as pretty does.”
“Wise as serpents, harmless as doves.” Argent straightened to survey their progress, idly wiping his hands on his thighs. “If you like, I understand that Lapis is equally susceptible to pedicures.”
Posted: September 16, 2019
Prompt: “pretty is as pretty does,” suggested by Lupe
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.