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 who caught a nap.
“Smythe? Tsk. Wake up, Jackie.”
“Mmm. Hmm?” Jacques pushed up his eye mask and squinted blearily at Argent.
“We have arrived. Customs must be endured, and there will undoubtedly be press.”
Jacques automatically checked Argent’s shirt for stains. Mercifully, there were only crumbs. “You’ll need the other suitcoat, the one with your crest. And your good shoes.”
“If you insist.”
Jacques turned on his phone. “Jiminy checked in. Nothing from Inti.”
“Juuyu and Sinder are escorting him. They’ll meet us at an….” Argent hesitated. “Sinder called it an airbnb. It’s in an ordinary neighborhood, so we can fade from notice.”
Posted: November 14, 2022
Prompt: Crumbs, suggested by momo203
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.