Catching sight of himself in the long mirrors that ran along the walls, he stiffened in shock...His eyes were surrounded by black shadows, his shirt smeared with dried blood and filthy mud... "Admiring yourself?" The Inquisitor's voice cut through his reverie. "You won't look so pretty when the Clave gets through with you." "You do seem obsessed with my look...Could it be that you're attracted to me?" "Don't be revolting...You could be my son.
Cassandra ClareI knew then that Jocelyn would never come back to me, because of you. You are the only thing in the world she ever loved more than she loved me. And because of that she hates me. And because of that, I hate the sight of you
Cassandra ClareHe is a Shadowhunter,โ said Jocelyn. โHis loyalty will be to Clave and Covenant.โ โHeโs my friend,โ said Magnus coldly. โHis loyalty is to me.
Cassandra Clare