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 crush.
Pardon My French
“I hate them,” Nonny muttered.
“No, you don’t. You’re just jealous.”
“What’s so great about cats, anyhow?”
“Mmm… felines have a certain je ne sais quoi.”
“Is that French for sexy?”
“Nonny, what’s the rule we established with regards to my sex life?”
“It’s none of my business.” He grimly added, “Until I’m bloody well part of it.”
“Stop appending.” Jacques kept walking. “Your feelings are noted, and they are safe.”
“If I wanted safe, I wouldn’t have settled on you.”
“Too soon for that. Your voice hasn’t even fully settled.”
Nonny swore, his voice cracking… rather proving Jacques’ point.
Posted: February 25, 2022
Prompt: “a certain je ne sais quoi,” suggested by Florence
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.