Son of the Dawn (Ghosts of the Shadow Market, #1)

by Cassandra Clare

“Magnus invented your Portals, not that he receives any credit for it from Shadowhunters. He is one of the most powerful warlocks in the world, and so tenderhearted he rushes to the aid of vicious killers. He is the best the Downworld has to offer. If the Circle targeted him, they would cut down any one of us.”

He remembered this woman, he thought, dimly recollecting her hurting a golden-haired child. It had been so long ago. He had cared very much at the time.

Perhaps he is talking about Matthew Fairchild.

Brother Zachariah had been in the multi-hulled trimarans as a child on lakes in Idris,

They are Will and Tessa, and you were Ke Jian Ming. You were James Carstairs. You were Jem.

He set the fire using a rune known only to the Silent Brothers, a rune meant to burn away harmful magic.

To what extent can this rune work? Would it work on Emma and Julian's parabatia bond?

Brother Zacharide-him-like-a-bad-pony.

We battle hardest when that which is dearer to us than our own lives at stake, said Jem. A parabatai is both blade and shield. You belong together and to each other not because you are the same but because your different shapes fit together to be a greater whole, a greater warrior for a higher purpose. I always believed we were not merely at our best together, but beyond the best either of us could be apart.