Jace,” She Said. “why Are You Doing

Hail And Farewell, My Brother.

But-jace What Are You Doing?' 'finishing My Shower. And If You‘ve Made Me Run Through All The Hot Water, I‘ll Be Very Annoyed.

But The Name Magnus Bane Made Him Think Of A Towering Sort Of Figure, With Huge Shoulders And Formal Purple Warlock’s Robes, Calling Down Fire And Lightning. Not Magnus Himself, Who Was More Of A Cross Between A Panther And A Demented Elf.

I Told You He'd Freak Out, She Siad. Didn't I? Ah, The I Told You So, Jace Said. Always A Classy Move

She Turned To Look At Sebastian, Lying On The Bed. He Was Shirtless, And Even In The Dim Light The Old Whip Weals Across His Back Were Visible. She Had Always Been Fascinated By Shadowhunters But Had Never Thought She Would Find One Whose Personality She Could Stand For More Than Five Minutes, Until Sebastian.