Alec Lightwood
shadowhunter
“Just because you said dragon demons were extinct—”
“I said mostly extinct.”
Alec jabbed a finger toward him.
“Mostly extinct,” he said, his voice trembling with rage, “is NOT EXTINCT ENOUGH.”
“I see,” said Jace. “I’ll just have them change the entry in the demonology textbook from ’almost extinct’ to ’not extinct enough for Alec. He prefers his monsters really, really extinct.’ Will that make you happy?”
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Alec looked at her and shook his head. "How do you manage never to get mud on your clothes?"
Isabelle shrugged philosophically. "I’m pure at heart. It repels the dirt."
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PARABATAI
Whither thou goest, I will go;
Where thou diest, will I die
And there will I be buried:
The Angel do so to me, and more also,
If aught but death part thee and me. |
“I get the feeling," Alec said, and smiled, "she hasn’t forgiven me for betraying you, as she sees it."
"Good girl," said Jace with appreciation.
"I didn’t betray you, idiot."
"It’s the thought that counts". |
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