LMM 347: Face Your Dragons

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 ones who make their escape.

347
Face Your Dragons

Sinder ushered them into a room, and Harmonious shouldered his way over. “Argent. Please!”

“I think not.” Brandishing his flourish, Argent raised his voice. “I am entrusting you lot to Mister Smythe. He will hear you out. Do try to confine yourselves to pertinent details. Tea will be served shortly.”

“Smythe?”

“H-his human?”

With a genteel wave, he said, “I’m Jacques.”

The door snapped shut, leaving him alone with eight dragons. It probably should have been alarming, but an instant later, Jacques faced eight kneeling suppliants, sheer layers and silky hair pooling upon the floor, faces hidden behind beringed hands.

Posted: January 13, 2022
Prompt: Sheer, suggested by Jocelyn M.
Words: 100

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.

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