Hello, hello.โ Magnus swept toward them..."Alec, my darling, Clary. And rat-boy." He swept a bow toward Simon, who looked annoyed. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" "We came to see Jace," Clary said. "Is he all right?" "I donโt know," Magnus said. "Does he normally just lie on the floor like that without moving?" "What โ," Alec began, and broke off as Magnus laughed. "Thatโs not funny." "Youโre so easy to tease. And yes, your friend is just fine. Well, except that he keeps putting all my things away and trying to clean up. Now I canโt find anything. Heโs compulsive.
Cassandra ClareIt didnโt matter, anyway. There was only one thing she could ask for, in the end, only one real choice. She raised her eyes to the Angelโs. "Jace," she said.
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