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 favorite uncle.
Chapter Sixty-Five: Surely Not
Jacques needed a moment to unfreeze, then scuttled into the settee’s corner.
“You must be Jacques Smythe.” The newcomer pitched his voice to soothe. Perhaps for the sake of the wee creature asleep in his arms. “I’m Deece’s uncle.”
Deece? Jacques wavered between relief and disbelief. “For a moment, I thought you were him.”
“Whom?”
“That Twineshaft fellow. The one with the Japanese name.”
“Hisoka.”
Lord. It was him. Had to be. Jacques blurted, “Does Deece know?”
With the very same smile he used to great effect during television interviews, Spokesperson Twineshaft simply sidestepped the question. “Hold out your arms.”
Posted: October 4, 2019
Prompt: #Inktober2019, Day Four: Freeze
Words: 100
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.
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YAY! My favorite confirmed bachelor! With another sweet armful. Jacques is going to be up to nose in kids! I love the visual.
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