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 prepared to swear.
Look at Me
“Hey, nonny, nonny, look my way,” coaxed Jacques.
The boy complied, though there was rebellion in his stare.
“I’m going to trim your hooves, and I want you to watch me do it.”
“Because I like the attention.”
“That’s crispy crackers.”
“You’re right. Let’s be serious.” Jacques urged, “Use all your lovely Amaranthine senses. Take in the sight of me, the scent of me, the sound of me. Feel the confidence in my movements. Watch for lies and see the truth.”
“Dang, Jacques.” Ginkgo cleared his throat. “Be careful with this one.”
“Utmost care,” he agreed. “I swear it.”
Posted: October 28, 2021
Prompt: #Inktober2021, Day Twenty-Eight: Crispy
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.