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 full of news.
Jacques woke to the reassuring scent of Lapis’s perfumed oil. A soft clink—cup meeting saucer. A papery whisper—the turn of a page. So peaceful.
Then another sound chided him—the rumble of an empty belly.
“Lord, you’re famished, and I’m keeping you from breakfast.”
“Good morning, Uncle Jackie. Sonnet was just here, bringing tea and promising trays. And full of news.”
Jacques propped up on an elbow and spied the reason Lapis had uncled him. Vanya curled against the dragon’s bare chest, whiffling in his sleep.
Sapphire eyes sparkled. “I had to swear not to eat her fosterling.”
Posted: April 8, 2022
Prompt: “good morning,” suggested by Skeren Dreamera
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.