Chapter 254: 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.
Sir Forsythe, however, looked rather pleased, even a little smug. Cass wondered if he had a hand in this, but then doubted it immediately. He was probably just smug that he could feel the gaze of several members of the estate next door on their open, brazen display. Cass had also made himself the center of attention.
No backing down. No being discrete.
This was full on fucking war at this point. After all Cass had learned, and how he now had the Vespertine family by the balls? Oh, he knew that they would back whatever move he made. Out of fear and obligation, and he was fine with that.
It would make him threatening an old man all the easier.
Mr. Collins finally got the lock undone, a look of relief on his face as he glanced back at Cass and wiped his forehead. Then, he swung the gates open, some of the servants he’d hired helping him do so as the rest of the hero party looked on. Finally, they were able to actually see the grounds proper instead of through the slits in the gates.
It was spectacular.