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January 30 - February 18, 2025
“I’m not your father, Clary. I’ve told you that before.”
As if from a distance, she heard Alec laugh. “Not everyone wants you all the time, Jace,” he said.
My father and his father were parabatai when they were young. His father was my godfather—that’s why I live with them. They’re my adopted family.”
Jace, Clary thought, was the sort of person who liked it when things were happening, even things that were bad.
Pangborn cackled. “Jealous, Graymark? Perhaps you no longer feel about her the way you used to.”
“Two Shadowhunters, exiled from their own kind, you can see why we might have banded together.
“It’s nice to see that you’ve developed a healthy respect for your own skin over the years, Lucian.
I don’t want to get involved in your politics. I hate Valentine,” he added, “but I respect him.
Clary found that Simon had disappeared and she was now dancing with Jace, who was wearing white, the material of his shirt a thin cotton;
“I decided you were right, Jace,” said Hodge. “I was right,” said Jace. “I usually am.”