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 mostly been away.
Argent dismissed his mischief with a subtle flick.
Jacques reopened the front door, slammed it, and raised his voice. “Mon dieu! Look who it is!”
The predictable stampede left Akira surrounded… and smiling. “Yes, I’m here for good. Is that all right?”
Approval was a carillon of universality.
Lilya rode in on Rake’s back; Kyrie trailed after, leading Cusp, a cub from Minx’s recent litter.
Nonny slipped into the hall, hooves clopping on tile. Instead of joining the throng, he crossed to Jacques and Suuzu, offering a casual, “How’s it going?”
Suuzu did a poor job hiding his confusion. “Nonny?”
Posted: November 8, 2021
Prompt: Carillon, suggested by WhisperIt
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.