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 fearful one.
Jacques snatched back his hands, reached pleadingly, and quickly recoiled. Nobody would believe a protestation of innocence. His tendre for Argent was well established. Though his best chance of survival was an immediate appeal to Tsumiko, Jacques couldn’t look away from Argent’s cool gaze.
Claws reached for him, and Jacques squeezed his eyes shut. Don’t hurt me. Don’t hate me. Don’t send me away.
Argent applied pressure, bowing Jacques forward until his forehead touched Argent’s knee. An ornamental posture that opened the way for mercy.
“This is Lady’s favorite uncle. He is kin, so you may call him Uncle Jackie.”
Posted: October 17, 2019
Prompt: #Inktober2019, Day Seventeen: Ornament
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.