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 with a largeish family.
Drawing a Line
“You will not—under any circumstances—use your body to barter on my behalf.”
“Are you actually calling me a whore?”
“I am drawing a line.”
“Lord. What’s gotten into you? Foxes are vastly worse than dragons, always luring gentlemen into quiet corners.”
“Which foxes?” Argent’s eyes widened. “Have you been kissing my cousins?”
“Your cousins are beneath interest. There was that younger uncle, though. Turned up in my bed. We snuggled until morning.”
“The very fellow!”
“He is still in diapers.”
“Had a nightmare, poor chap.”
“Jackie, just….” Argent’s fit of pique faded. “You deserve better.”
Posted: February 1, 2022 – Happy Lunar New Year!
Prompt: “a fit of pique,” suggested by Jen
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.