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 been left behind.
Days later, Jacques sought out the one other person who had to know Argent was gone.
Tsumiko sat with a book across her lap as she gazed out the window. Two balls of fur curled at her feet—one raven, one brindle.
Though it was undignified, Jacques joined Rasp and Rake on the floor. Resting his chin on Tsumiko’s knee, he lifted a mournful gaze and whispered, “How much longer?”
“Soon. I hope.”
“Lord, I miss him.”
She petted his hair, and he hid his face against her skirt, letting her prayers and the cubs’ purring comfort him.
Posted: October 5, 2021
Prompt: #Inktober2021, Day Five: Raven
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.