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 with a compelling singing voice.
Sinder shifted and called, “Aren’t you going to swim with me?”
“I haven’t any swimwear.”
“Neither do I.”
“I see your point. Just a mo.” Back on sand, Jacques stripped and stowed his clothes. “It’s mad, swimming with sea monsters.”
Deece held his hand.
Jacques ducked under and pushed wet curls out of his face. Sinder rose from the water, looking like a siren. Jacques felt like a drowned rodent by comparison. “Lord, you’re pretty.”
“And you’re plucky.” Sinder sloshed closer. “I heard you’re afraid of dragons.”
“Let me help with that.”
Embracing the madness, Jacques answered, “Oui.”
Posted: October 6, 2020
Prompt: #Inktober2020, Day Six: Rodent
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.