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 master of illusions.
Missed a Spot
Three of the Argents went very still, their expressions carefully—dangerously—neutral. But the fourth giggled and flung his arms around Jacques’ neck. Which was utterly absurd for the fraction of a second before several illusions met a swift end. There was a queer pop and then there was so much ginger fur.
“Jacques is always Jacques, and Inti likes him that way.” The crosser nuzzled close and whispered, “Didn’t Jacques wash behind his ears?”
“Ah. Did I miss a spot?”
Eyes the color of conjac warmed with the smile that creased their corners. “Some things do not wash off.”
Posted: November 8, 2022
Prompt: Wash, suggested by Katydidn’t
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.