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She Threw The Door Open. The Room Seemed To Be A Sort Of Library, The Walls Lined With Books. It Was Brightly Lit, Light Streaming Through A Tall Picture Window. In The Middle Of The Room Stood Jace. He Wasn't Alone, Though-not By A Long Shot. There Was A Dark-haired Girl With Him, A Girl Clary Had Never Seen Before, And The Two Of Them Were Locked Together In A Passionate Embrace

There Was A Brief Pause For Them To Evaluate The Full Horror Of The Situation. Magnus. Personally, Was In Horror Up To His Elbows.

That’s Why Girls Have Boyfriends. So You Have Someone To Take You To Boring Functions.

Magnus Did Not Take Such Suffering Lightly, But Even Mortals Did Not Die Of Broken Hearts. No Matter How Cruel Grace Had Been, He Told Himself, James Would Heal. Even Though He Was A Herondale.

Clary: "he Wanted Me To Come With Him. To Join Him And Sebastain. I Guess He Wants Their Evil Little Duo To Be A Little Evil Trio." She Shrugged. "maybe He's Lonely. Sebastian Cant Be The Greatest Company. Magnus: We Don't Know That. He Could Be Absolutely Fantastic At Scrabble.