His eyes shone when he looked at her, green as spring grass. He has always had green eyes, said the voice in her head. People often marvel at how much alike you are, he and your mother and yourself. His name is Jonathan and he is your brother; he has always protected you. Somewhere in the back of Claryโs mind she saw black eyes and whip marks, but she didnโt know why. Heโs your brother. Heโs your brother, and heโs always taken care of you.
Cassandra ClareRage flared up in Tessa and she considered belting Woolsey with the poker whether he came near her or not. He had moved awfully quickly while fighting Will, though, and she didnโt fancy her chances. โYou donโt know James Carstairs. Donโt speak about him.โ โLove him, do you?โ Woolsey managed to make it sound unpleasant. โBut you love Will, too.โ Tessa froze. She had known that Magnus knew of Willโs affection for her, but the idea that what she felt for him in return was written across her face was too terrifying to contemplate.
Cassandra ClareWillโs hand looked brown and sunburnt by contrast, their fingers dovetailed together like piano keys.
Cassandra ClareShe smiled at him. โHow did you know just what Iโd want to see?โ โHow could I not?โ he said. โWhen I think of you, and you are not there, I see you in my mindโs eye always with a book in your hand.โ He looked away from her as he said it, but not before she caught the slight flush on his cheekbones. He was so pale, he could never hide even the least blush, she thought โ and was surprised how affectionate the thought was.
Cassandra ClareAnd you love Sophie." Gideon's mouth tensed. "She's a mundane and a servant," said Gabriel. "I don't know what you expect to come of it, Gideon." "Nothing," Gideon said roughly. "I expect nothing. But the fact that you believe I should shows that our family brought us up to believe that we should do right only if some reward was the result.
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