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 always a challenge.
Jacques warned, “It’s not much of a grooming session without cats.”
“You only wash if there’s felines hanging about?”
“You’re missing the midnight feast to welcome Sonnet.”
“You trying to get out of this?”
“I’m giving you an out.”
Nonny’s eyes narrowed. “You want me out?”
Jacques wearily pointed to the filled tub. “In.”
His apprentice obeyed.
“Hey, nonny, nonny, wouldn’t you rather have Ginkgo or Randolla or Tsumiko for a mentor?”
“I don’t aim to be a gardener or a tailor or a… a lady.”
“What do you want to be?”
“Cripes, you’re thick. I want to be yours.”
Posted: August 30, 2021
Prompt: “midnight feast,” suggested by Anne
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.