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 in truest, finest form.
Lord, it was dark. Jacques blessed Ginkgo’s foresight as he stumbled toward the beckoning fairy lights. The flutter of cool cloth against his skin was inspirational, but moonbeams were probably a lot lighter on their feet.
Holding his tiny lantern aloft, Jacques lengthened his stride, only to falter to a stop. A meadow? Had it always been here?
Crystals drifted temptingly overhead, more blue.
Tinier sparks hid amidst ankle-deep grass, pale gold.
Leaves rustled, and Jacques glanced back as a large wolf slipped from the shadows, stealing up behind him.
Smiling coyly, Jacques blew a kiss… and ran.
Posted: October 25, 2022
Prompt: #Inktober2022, Day Twenty-Five: Tempting
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.