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 being carried “princess style.”
Chapter One Hundred Three: Let’s Not Quibble
Lord Mettlebright lofted them skyward in a swirl of silver fur. Jacques wasn’t even a little bit tempted by those tails.
“Peace and trust walk hand in hand,” intoned Argent.
“Two things are very wrong with that statement,” Jacques snipped. “First, we’re not holding hands.”
“You are the one who let go.”
Jacques’ arms tightened around Argent’s shoulders. “Second, we’re not walking. Mon dieu. Have you always been able to do this?”
“Since boyhood, but not always.”
Jacques sobered at this reminder of Argent’s enslavement.
“And now that you are listening,” said the fox. “There is more. Hear me out.”
Posted: January 15, 2020
Prompt: “But wait, there’s more,” suggested by Goldie
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.