A jaunty tune

Cass wasn't sure what to expect as he stood at the gates of the estate, Mr. Collins fumbling with the magical lock, several workers nearby casting Cass and his crew several reverent looks as Cass felt like he could breathe in this hellscape. 

Ser Hune looked the same way, and Lucian, always fucking aware of what Cass was feeling due to the bond, leaned in. 

"Do you think they wanted to tear it all down because of…you know?" Lucian asked softly, and Cass felt his lips curl. Lucian was probably absolutely correct, because this was what had kept him alive. He had no doubt about it. 

From the look at Ser Hune's face, she hadn't even been aware of this estate. Had probably gone to the Blackburn Estate from the other side, since that was the way they had stopped by it the other day. Cass couldn't even blame her, since she had probably been blinded by rage.