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 with expectations.
Tsumiko lifted Jacques’ head, her dainty hands framing his face as she spoke.
“She calls you ‘highly favored one.’” Argent’s lips quirked. “Her sense of humor tends to the biblical.”
Jacques smiled wanly.
“She wants you to stay,” Argent translated. “I expect you to stay.”
He swallowed hard. “Please, my lord. I meant no disrespect.”
Argent’s brow arched. “How much wine have you had?”
Jacques recognized the out. Also, that someone had stolen his glass. And further, that his misfit yearnings could damn him. Even so, he blurted, “Not nearly enough!”
Huffing softly, Argent murmured, “There will be other opportunities.”
Posted: October 18, 2019
Prompt: #Inktober2019, Day Eighteen: Misfit
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.