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 consistent one.
Deece’s technique with massage was as potent as ever. When Josheb’s soft snores signaled a release from the day’s obligations, Jacques sought the sanctuary of his rooms only to find them too empty. So after his nightly rituals were accomplished, he trod the familiar path to the nap room.
All the usual culprits were variously curled and cuddled amidst the pillows and furs, and rockers swayed in triplicate. Spying Tsumiko, Jacques knelt to lay his head on her knee, and she petted his hair.
This was probably why he’d never wanted Sonnet mothering him.
This belonged to Tsumiko now.
Posted: June 4, 2022
Prompt: Triplicate, suggested by Goldenmirth
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.