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 in truest form.
Dipping and Dangling
It was a wonderful thing to be correct, and a great trial to have it go unremarked. Jacques sighed.
“Hmm?” Deece, the amazing gravity-defying Amaranthine, was seated in midair above the slowly rolling sea, with Jacques perched on his lap, bare feet dangling. With each wave, cool water tickled his soles.
“I was right.”
Jacques pointed down. “Him.”
In a sudden flash of inspiration, he’d realized that Sinder hadn’t been watching Argent with great longing. That’s what Jacques would have done under similar circumstances. No, this dragon’s lure was the sea, and he cut through it like a blade.
Posted: October 5, 2020
Prompt: #Inktober2020, Day Five: Blade
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.