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 for the one with an attitude.
Jacques had seen his fair share of unique people. Horns, hooves, stripes, scales—he found such novelties charming. But Churlish was luminous.
Paltry swooped in to take the steaming basin from another silver-eyed Amaranthine, this one wearing pale gray hakama, an oversized white hoodie, and a fetching pout.
“Go on,” urged Paltry. “Greet our guests.”
Porcelain skin. Straight white hair, bobbed. An iced confection with delicate features. But it was the bedhead and bad attitude that Jacques warmed to. “You actually call him Churlish?”
Paltry grinned. “An endearment, I assure you.”
Sonnet helpfully supplied, “His name’s Cherish.”
Posted: April 12, 2021
Prompt: Confection, suggested by tygress_nia
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.