Or perhaps this hostility of yours is the pretense. Love does make liars out of your kind.
Cassandra ClareSweet pea?'" Alec said. "I was just trying it out." Alec shook his head. "No." Magnus shrugged. "I'll keep at it.
Cassandra ClareWill smirked, clearly pleased at the effect he was having. "I've no idea. I lost consciousness about then. I was having a lovely dream about a young woman who had mislaid all her clothes.
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