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 with a hideaway.
“Enlighten me,” challenged Argent. “What sets the man before me apart from the spoiled boy who haunts my memories?”
Jacques breezily summed up. “Adult interests.”
“Too vague.” Argent waved a hand. “You promised a list.”
“I want… an espresso machine and a French chef to make breakfast pastries. Fine cheeses and a cellar filled with star wine. Access to an excellent tailor.” After a moment’s thought, he added, “And a place to hide.”
“Your linen cupboard no longer suffices?”
Jacques hadn’t realized Argent knew. He indicated the queue for Gingko’s piggyback rides. “They’ll follow me.”
“Much as you followed me.”
Posted: October 28, 2019
Prompt: #Inktober2019, Day Twenty-Eight: Ride
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.