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 not wrong.
“You devised this?”
“My lord is cleverer than I’ll ever be.” Which wasn’t an answer, but it was true. Telling the truth was important with Amaranthine.
“On your feet, Uncle. Something tells me that falling asleep in the bath would be entirely rude.”
Hisoka swayed like a drunk and toppled into bed. Jacques scolded in French until the exhausted cat sprawled across his chest. Ruffling pewter hair as it dried, Jacques encouraged purring.
“I was wrong earlier,” said Canarian. “Or half right.”
“Cat’s going to love you. And I will, too.”
“For your uncle’s sake?”
“For your dressing gown.”
Posted: January 18, 2021
Prompt: Sway, suggested by ming
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.