Being remembered, and remembered so kindly, touched him more than he would have thought possible.
Cassandra ClareHeโs not feeling well,โ Clary said, catching at Simonโs wrist. โWeโre going.โ โNo,โ Simon said. โNo, I โ I need to talk to him. To the Inquisitor." Robert reached into his jacket and drew out a crucifix. Clary stared in shock as he held it up between himself and Simon. โI speak to the Nightโs Children Council representative, or to the head of the New York clan,โ he said. โNot to any vampire who comes to knock at my door โโ Simon reached out and plucked the cross out of Robertโs hand. โWrong religion,โ he said.
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Cassandra ClareTessa had begun to tremble. This is what she had always wanted someone to say. What she had always, in the darkest corner of her heart, wanted Will to say. Will, the boy who loved the same books she did, the same poetry she did, who made her laugh even when she was furious. And here he was standing in front of her, telling her he loved the words of her heart, the shape of her soul. Telling her something she had never imagined anyone would ever tell her. Telling her something she would never be told again, not in this way. And not by him. And it did not matter. "It's too late", she said.
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