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And Broken Both Your Hearts? How Would That Have Benefited Me? You Are As Dear To Me As Another Half Of My Soul, Jem. I Could Not Be Happy While You Were Unhappy. And Tessa—she Loves You. What Sort Of Awful Monster Would I Be, Delighting In Causing The Two People I Love The Most In The World Agony Simply That I Might Have The Satisfaction Of Knowing That If Tessa Could Not Be Mine, She Could Not Be Anybody’s?

Maybe He's Lonely. Sebastian Can't Be The Greatest Company." "we Don't Know That. He Could Be Absolutely Fantastic At Scrabble," Said Magnus.

Let The Sky Rain Potatoes," Said A Musing Voice. "let It Thunder To The Tune Of Greensleeves.

We're Called Shadowhunters. At Least, That's What We Call Ourselves. The Downworlders Have Less Complimentary Names For Us.

Indeed." Will Let His Cutlery Clatter Onto His Plate. "the Consul? Breaking Up Our Breakfast Time? Whatever Next? The Inquisitor Over For Tea? Picnics With The Silent Brothers?" "duck Pies In The Park," Said Jem Under His Breath, And He And Will Smiled At Each Other, Just A Flash, Before The Door Opened And The Consul Swept It.