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 nowhere to go.
Jacques loitered long after the last crumb was consumed. “I could get used to this.”
Argent raised a cautionary finger. “This will not be your sanctuary. It is one of mine.”
“Where do you go?”
“Here and there.” Argent’s vagueness had a sly quality. “Sometimes nowhere.”
No doubt he was alluding to foxish magic. Jacques asked, “Can you hide in dreams?”
“Not for long.” Argent paused to include Tsumiko.
“Up,” she said, pointing for emphasis. “Way up.”
Jacques glanced at the ceiling. “Upstairs?”
“Beyond,” corrected Argent. “Yonder.”
With a considering look, Argent asked, “Would you like to see?”
Posted: January 8, 2020
Prompt: Way up Yonder, suggested by Andrea
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.