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 knows how it feels.
“I’m rarely daft, but I feign it well.” Jacques stooped to look Nonny right in the eyes. “I’ll hear you out.”
Nonny stamped a hoof. “I like it here!”
“So do I.”
“I want to stay!”
“That’s all I wanted, too, yet Argent tried to toss me out like a useless, rubbishy vessel.”
Nonny’s brow furrowed. “I don’t believe you.”
“I was unwanted.” Jacques remembered being this desperate. Had probably looked at Argent with the very same … oh, lord. Well, damn.
“Why’d he change his mind?”
Jacques summoned up a rueful smile. “Because I belong here. Same as you.”
Posted: October 3, 2021
Prompt: #Inktober2021, Day Three: Vessel
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.