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 who’s lingering longer.
112
Decampment
The wolves left first, and Jacques was suffering from withdrawal. He loitered in the corner of the garden, where Deece could be always found—morning and evening—performing some kind of martial arts battle dance.
“Ever do this without a shirt on?” he asked.
Deece halted the whirl of his quarterstaff thingie and ventured a tentative, “No?”
“You’re right. Of course. Terrible idea.” Wolvish fashion usually involved exposed skin. He’d been spoiled by having all those bronzed and brawny Elderboughs loitering decorously about.
“Perhaps I can banish your ennui.”
Jacques hadn’t heard Lapis arrive.
“I have a proposition, Mr. Smythe.”
Posted: March 12, 2020
Prompt: “a terrible idea never goes to waste,” suggested by Nanette
Words: 100
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.
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Poor Jacques…he’s having withdrawal from all the eye candy. An idea from Lapis? Well that could be interesting!
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