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 world-famous one.
“He has a house?” Jacques couldn’t recall Hisoka ever mentioning a home, although Isla lived with him.
Argent hummed an affirmative. “He does not publicize the location of his residence.”
“It is undisclosed.” With a flick of a hand, he indicated a park. “Twineshaft is making a vast concession for you.”
Jacques glanced around uneasily. “We can’t just walk up. What if you’ve been followed?”
“Hoping to deflect the paparazzi?”
“Neither of you deserve the hassle.”
Tails fanned in Jacques periphery, and Argent offered a hand, its palm glittering with sigilcraft. “From here, our location is also undisclosed.”
Posted: December 20, 2020
Prompt: Paparazzi, suggested by twiddle
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.