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 perceptive one.
“Is your fox a good fox?”
“He’s certainly good at being a fox. “
“Argent embodies foxiness.” Wading into the water, Jacques muttered, “Lord. This is convincing. And me without sunscreen.”
Inti snickered. “Fussy, frisky fop.”
“Guilty as charged. But you don’t want to know about me.”
“Maybe, maybe. Jacques is holding Inti.”
“Au contraire. You’re riding me.”
Inti slid down far enough to dip a toe in the water. “Not here. There.”
“Ah. You must admit, the bed’s dreadfully narrow.”
“Gentle, gentle, gentleman.”
“And you are cunning enough to interest foxes?”
Inti’s expression soured. “Guilty as charged.”
Posted: October 11, 2021
Prompt: #Inktober2021, Day Eleven: Sour
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.