LMM 470: Casting Call

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 trusted one.

Casting Call

Jacques remarked, “Most people wouldn’t dare get between a mother and his baby.”

“I trust you with him.”

He could feel the compliment. He could also feel the hand at his hip and breath against his shoulder, right through the silk. “We’ll return home tomorrow.”

Sonnet nuzzled Jacques’ nape. “Yes.”

“Apologies for the lackluster quality of my soul.”

“Don’t be daft. You are charisma itself.” Sonnet whispered, “I think you’re brilliant.”

Jacques cleared his throat. “About the festival. I’ve begun preparations, but there’s something I need to know.”


“Which of us will be playing the part of the moonbeam?”

Posted: August 19, 2022
Prompt: Lackluster, suggested by Goldenmirth
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.


4 thoughts on “LMM 470: Casting Call

  1. Pingback: LMM 469: Spoons – FORTHRIGHT

  2. Its a rather fair inquiry considering the structure of the event…also Sonnet look at your silver tongue! “You are charisma itself” is so very true about Jacques.

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  3. Pingback: LMM 471: Vivid Imagination – FORTHRIGHT

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