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 ones who shed.
Jacques smuggled Nonny through the kitchen door and into Michael’s affable oversight.
On his way back through the house, he inclined his head to the entourage on the stairs. Two ladies—presumably the mares—chatted in Japanese. Tsumiko now cuddled the cat-tailed girl, and Sansa had secured a sullen boy in need of a stylist.
In the front hall’s brighter light, Jacques paused to neaten. Lord. Not simply children. Children who shed.
A thunderous knock startled him into action. Opening the door, he looked up.
And wondered where Argent had got to as his lordship’s friend bent close. And sniffed.
Posted: September 26, 2019
Prompt: “friends in high places,” suggested by KageBushin
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.