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 might know.
“I might know,” Nonny mumbled in the vicinity of Jacques’ breastbone.
“Know what, nonny, nonny, hey?”
“Tell us, then. Assuming Deece is allowed to know the terrible truth.”
From his seat on the floor, Deece reached his arm around both of them and patted Nonny’s shoulder.
“You lifted me up. You carried me.” Another sniffle. “You tried to save me from a fox.”
Jacques hummed. What else could he say? He wasn’t any kind of savior.
But the mention of foxes brought other things to mind. Like his lord’s vanishing act. Jacques asked, “Think Argent knows?”
Posted: September 20, 2021
Prompt: “vanishing act,” suggested by SaintGeorge
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.