True love cannot die,'" Will said, translating the inscription on the back in the light from the corridor. "I can't wear this, Magnus. It's too pretty for a man." "So are you. Go home and clean yourself up. I will call upon you as soon as I have information." He looked at Will keenly. "In the meantime do your best to be worthy of my assistance.
Cassandra ClareDear me. Such harsh truths so early in the morning cannot be good for the digestion.
Cassandra ClareHiding here, are you? Thatโs awkward.โ โWhy?โ โBecause I had intended to hide here myself.โ โYou may hide here with me, if you wish.
Cassandra ClareMagnus looked at her meditatively. 'I think,' he said, 'there isn't much that Jace wouldn't do for you, if you asked him.' Clary opened her mouth and then shut it again. She thought of the way Magnus had always seemed to know how Alec felt about Jace, how Simon felt about her. Her feelings for Jace must be written on her face even now, and Magnus was an expert reader. She glanced away.
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