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 ones on summer break.
Jacques considered the two teens who sat far enough into the shallows that every wave washed around them. The tropically bronzed Amaranthine stole an arm around Akira’s waist.
The boy turned, and his eyes went wide.
Jacques supposed he did look rather well in his new suit.
Bounding to his feet, Akira asked his sister something.
“Lord. You’ve gone native,” exclaimed Jacques.
Following his gaze, Akira glanced down at himself. Unflustered, he reeled off something in cheerful Japanese.
Gingko chuckled. “Seems he left the packing to Suuzu. That’s his friend’s notion of a bathing suit. Ever heard of a fundoshi?”
Posted: June 2, 2020
Prompt: Tropical, suggested by dkusnetzky
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.