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 needs some air.
Jacques was curious about the imminent birth—or births—but he knew his place. Taking Argent by the elbow, he announced to the room at large, “Keep calm and carry on! We’ll make alternate arrangements for the evening meal.”
In the garden, facing the sea wind, Argent muttered, “Birthings….”
“I gathered. So! How about we go see Randolla?”
“Is this really the right time to be visiting one’s tailor?”
“You say that as if there’s a wrong time for visiting one’s tailor.”
Jacques quietly pointed out what would normally have been obvious. “The sedge has its own kitchen.”
Posted: August 2, 2021
Prompt: “in the garden,” suggested by Sarah
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.