❛ send meet + 8 to meet my muse at that location ❜ ft. a meeting at a funeral ➝ @princguard
KAZ DID NOT CONSIDER HIMSELF A GRAVEROBBER. and yet, here he stood, lurking in the back of a funeral procession. he’d never attended a funeral before, and certainly not one like this. he’d never known anyone who was considered important enough for the city to set aside a plot of precious land for their body to be buried. though, this is hardly a burial.
❝ did you know them ? ❞ his whisper breaks the silence between himself and lark, the only other person who stands significantly far from the burning body. he doesn't ask it out of sympathy and he doesn't try to make it seem as though he does, he was here on business and that business was not reliant on him being personable.