LMM 260: Fit

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 is probably joking. Probably.

260
Fit

Jacques was no battler, but keeping up with crossers definitely helped a fellow stay fit. He joined their workout, though at half the speed of Sansa and the boys.

“Your form is good,” she said mildly.

“Speed isn’t everything.”

“What else do you have?”

Jacques winked. “Staying power.”

She laughed and lowered herself to the floor. “Then you stay, yes?”

Jacques flopped gratefully and kicked up his heels. “I have done something impetuous.”

“And you need backup?” Sansa’s dark eyes glittered. “What shall I bring? Polearm? Crossbow? Whip?”

“Lord.” Propping chin on hand, Jacques sighed. “It’s good to be home.”

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Posted: June 20, 2021
Prompt: “speed isn’t everything,” suggested by twiddle
Words: 100

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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.

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