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 trusted one.
All the way upstairs, Jacques caught flashes of memory from the night before. Nothing too embarrassing. Nothing too compromising. “Was the dream real?”
Argent simply dragged his hand forward to touch a set of double doors Jacques couldn’t remember, even though they were near the fox’s closet.
Opening the door, Argent pulled him through, saying, “I brought him,” then something in Japanese.
Tsumiko hurried forward, and Jacques suddenly realized where he was. A private parlor within their suite. Their room. And upon the table lay an extravagance of itsy bitsy pastries that could rival the finest bakeries in Paris.
Posted: January 4, 2020
Prompt: Itsy Bitsy, suggested by Cat
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.