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 has been through this many times.
Having noted the kitchen’s state of dishabille, Jacques inquired, “Where is Sonnet?”
“She’s attending the birth,” said Michael.
“Lord. With your blessing, I assume?”
Michael smiled crookedly. “I consider it an honor, Jacques.”
Isla piped up. “She’s close as a sister to Mum.”
Michael gently added, “Ginkgo gave up his usual place so Sonnet could be the first to hold this newcomer.”
Jacques accepted the coffee Argent brought. “Will that invoke some sort of custom?”
“Fostering,” Isla declared with authority. “Any child born into Amaranthine hands is counted as clan.”
Argent’s tails twitched into view. “The blood of birthing binds.”
Posted: December 24, 2021
Prompt: “with your blessing,” suggested by momo203
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.