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 learning.
Trust for Trust
This again? Jacques stormed, “I know my place.”
“Not well enough”
“You think I don’t know who has your heart?” Jacques didn’t begrudge Tsumiko her place. She was the light of Argent’s life.
“You think I do not know who has yours?”
Jacques slouched disconsolately. “It’s different, now.”
“I belong to you, now.”
“You do.” Argent rested a hand atop Jacques’ head. “You did well today.”
“You will not misconstrue my touch?”
Jacques snorted. “Does Akira misconstrue Suuzu’s?”
“Go to sleep, Jackie.”
He disobeyed as best he could, the better to enjoy Argent mussing his hair.
Posted: October 17, 2020
Prompt: #Inktober2020, Day Seventeen: Storm
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.