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 daring one.
Jacques was less concerned with who did the catching, so long as the outcome was mutually satisfactory. Relinquishing his death grip, he dared to rest his head against Argent’s shoulder. “Never let go. Especially not now, but also never.”
Argent hummed. “Speaking of claims, did you know the wolves have a nickname for you?”
“Mark said he’d give me one.”
“Did you imagine that he forgot?”
“Nobody mentioned it.”
“I am mentioning it.”
“Because your nickname is allusive. I will protest on your behalf if it offends you.”
Intrigued, Jacques asked, “What does my nickname allude to?”
Posted: January 23, 2020
Prompt: “imagine that,” suggested by Sarah
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.