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'Alec Lightwood is a problem. His connection with Magnus Bane will be a problem as well; I know that the second that mortal needs Magnus, the Warlock will be a good little pet and go running to his side. He has already done so when the shadowhunter, Sebastian, attacked the New York Institute and harmed Max Lightwood.' The Seelie Queen looked at the woods around her, contemplating what she should do next. She thought of how the Head of the NY Institute holds Magnus', heart. A smile crept on her face as she thought of the perfect way to get what she wants. Magnus Bane will not deny her loyalty due to some silly infatuation that will be over in a few decades at most, merely a blink of an eye.
She looked over to one of her guards, "I think it is time for another meeting with the Head of the New York Institute."
One of her knights, Meliorn the one who disobeyed her laws before, spoke up. "Should I inform Magnus and the others?" He didn't meet her eyes; however, he didn't lower his head either.
'You certainly are a brave one.' She thought. "There will be no need for that. I speak for all Downworlders now." She rose to her feet, walking towards a mirror, looking at her face. 'Hmmm...perhaps a change in look is in order.'
Alec held a grim and steady hand as he drew the healing rune on Jase's chest. Slowly making sure to get the rune precisely right to help speed up the healing process for his parabatia. He felt the relief though their bind as the pain started to be relieved, his side also went from a raging burn to a numbing pain. Generally, they don't feel each other's pain this strongly, however, it wasn't like Jace had planned on being stabbed, and he was in too much pain to focus on closing it off from their bond. Which was fine for Alec, he was fine with the pain; he would rather feel pain than nothing at all. He honestly didn't want to feel alone right now. The last few days had been beyond stressful, not only with his personal life but his professional one as well. Both of which were taking a toll on him, he felt as if he couldn't stop and take a break, to think things over…
He would feel better if he could call Magnus and request that either he or Catherine Loss looked over Jase personally. However, he doubts that is a good idea. This being due to the Seelie Queen, now speak for all Downworlder, and she might be unpleased if the Warlocks helped the Shadowhunters at this time. She was always unpredictable which lead Alec to be hesitant to trust the Queen. She might not be able to lie, but she can still trick and manipulate people, Magnus included.
Then the second reason was due to the fall out him, and Magnus had. He couldn't blame his boyfriend for any of this. It was his fault, he decided to lie to Magnus about the soul sword, and no matter how justified he feels about his reason, (which he does regret now). He knew the Warlock has every reason to be upset and just by his action. He understood that Magnus has people he needs to protect and look after. Alec respects his decision, no matter how painful it is too. Watching Magnus walk away, words couldn't describe the pain he felt at that moment, that he still felt, knowing that he was the cause behind it all. He just hoped that after this all is over, he would be able to talk to Magnus and work it out with him. 'If the Seelie Queen and the Clave don't declare war first...' he thought bitterly.
"Alec...Alec..." Jace grabs his hand, which was now trembling in his hands. Alec snapped out of his thoughts as he looked at his brother, who slowly was looking better than he has a short while ago. He quickly blinked away the tears that threaten to spill, which has been happening a lot when he thinks of Magnus.
"Alec are you okay? You look lost in your thought." The words again were left unsaid, but they both knew it was true, Alec has been having a rough few days. Jace squeezed his hand lightly. "I know this is hard right now. I know that you have a lot on your plate, but you are not alone okay?" He smiled at him.
Alec let out a sad chuckle. "You were just stabbed and choked up a chain. You nearly died, and you are worried about me? I will be all right." Alec tried to brush off his brother's concerns. Normally this conversation was the other way around; he typically was the one giving his support and comfort to Jace. "You should worry about yourself." He said after a moment, giving a weak smile, trying to seem confident in front of his parabatia. None of his problems were Jace's problems; he didn't need to worry his adoptive brother, not when he needs to rest and recover. The last thing Jace needed was Alec to bother him with problems he has created.
"Okay." Jace wasn't convinced, but he couldn't push Alec to talk when he was ignoring his feeling as well. "Just remember I am your parabatia and I am here for you." Jace smiled weakly, looking exhausted.
"You too Jace," Alec said patting his hand. His phone started to go off, it was in his jacket pocket, that rested on a nearby chair. "Get some sleep." He said giving a final tired smile as he went to gather his phone.
He bends over to pick up the black bomber jacket and reached into the pocket to pick up his phone.
An unknown number flashed on the screen. He frowned slightly and swiped to answer the call, all while walking towards the door, so he doesn't disturb his adoptive brother who needs to get some rest.
"Alec Lightwood." He answers trying not to let his fatigue feeling carry over to his voice.
"Mister Lightwood. This is Lollaia, a knight in the Seelie Court. My Queen has requested your presences, to discuss the recent event that has to happen tonight. You are to be at Central Park in 20 minutes." Then Lollaia hung up.
Alec sighed. The last thing he wanted to do at, according to his phone, 11:20 PM was to have a meeting with the Seelie Queen; especially when it was so close to her court. However, he was the Head of the New York Institute, and having open communication between the Seelie Queen and the Shadowhunter is essential; since she now speaks for all Downworlders. It was his job; he had to go. That and it is not like he has anywhere else to be, he has been sleeping at the Institute for the past few days and not sleeping very well. He welcomes anything that kept him from going to lay in his old bed.
He walked in the direction of the weapons vault; he needed more arrows. Not that he was planning on using them at this meeting, but he never liked not being prepared for anything. Who knows what could happen with Valentine being lost and them just killing Johnathon, Valentine could want revenge. That and Alec knew chances are that Valentine would kill him if given the chances, not only for trying to stop his "revolution" but also for being gay and dating a downworlder. 'Or uses to be dating…' Alec shook his head as if to physically repeal those thoughts.
He walked past Izzy and Clary on his way out, both looking beyond worn and exhausting, in dirty clothing with some scrapes and scratches on their arms and face, traces of blood as well. Not that he looked any better.
"The Seelie Queen has requested a meeting," Alec informs them, once again trying to appear as leader everyone needed him to be.
"Right now?" Izzy looked at her phone, "Alec it is late, you should do this in the morning. You look like hell already."
"Thanks, Izzy." His tone is dripping with sarcasm. "You know the Seelie Queen does not like waiting. Besides she speaks for all Downworlders now. They need to be informed of the events that have happened tonight." Alec augured, he needed to get going.
"I will come with," Izzy told Alec as she stood up before Alec saved his hand to stop her.
"No. With all that is going on right now, you are needed here. Jace is injured, and Valentine is still on the loose. I need you here in case something happens and decisions need to be made." Alec told her quickly as he headed for the door. Izzy sat back down with a sigh; she knew he was right and that arguing with him will get them nowhere.
She turned to Clary, "I am going to go take a quick shower and change. Go talk to Jace; I know you want to. Tell him I will see him shortly." She stood up not waiting for a response as she left towards her room.
The Seelie Queen stood near the entrance of her court, where only a few hours ago the Daywalker, Simon had rejected her offer, twice now. He even made a joke about how she should get used to it. She was beyond furious. 'How dare he!' She had already taken a step to rectify the situation with him as well. She always got what she wants, no matter what means needed.
She looked up and saw the Alec walking towards her. She smiled, he looked awful. Hopefully, he won't put up too much of a fight. She had most of her guards stay out of sight for now.
The first thing Alec noticed was how different the Queen looked like. She no longer looked a child; she now looked like a young woman, no more than 22. She was beautiful and looked graceful, wearing a more mundane style of clothing. If it wasn't for the marking on her face and the way she held herself, she could have been just another human enjoying the night air.
Alec also noticed she was without the usual entourage; he could only see two guards, rather than the typical five or six she had on standby. Still, he wasn't foolish enough to think that she came alone or she was helpless.
Something felt odd about all of this.
"Mr. Lightwood. Right on time." The Queen said in a calm voice, face devoid of emotion. "Sit." She commanded gesturing for the open spot next to her. She had a small smirk on her face as he looked unsure what to do and the uncomfortable look on his face as he slowly made his way towards her. The guards seemed tenser than normal.
'I do not like this.' Alec thought as he sat down next to her, putting as much distance between them as the bench would allow, he couldn't shake off the feeling that he was walking into a trap.
"Your Highness, I was informed that you wanted to talk about the recent events that took place tonight. I should inform you that-"
"I know what happened tonight; I have servants that report to me what happens" She cut him off, facing away from him, seemingly uninterested in what Alec was saying.
Alec's mouth hung open for a second as he tried to think of something to say, processing what she had told him. "If you are aware of what happened tonight, then what do you wish to talk about? Why did you call for a meeting?" Alec was focusing on her face, trying to get some read off it.
"Do you know what makes you dangerous Mr. Lightwood?" She asked, as she turned and looked him the eyes, staring intently at him. "It is not your bow or angel blood that courses through your veins or even being the Head of the Institute," she tisked at him, seeming bored of the conversation.
She paused and looked at him as if waiting for him to answer, when he didn't she continued. "The dangerous thing about you is that you have loyalty. No matter what I offer, you have the one thing that I can never give Magnus Bane." Once she said his name, Alec's eyes widen slightly, and he opened his mouth to speak.
"What does Magnus-" Alec interrupts her, the mention of Magnus make him feel uneasy and cause his blood to run cold.
"I was talking." She continued. "You have Magnus Bane wrapped around your fingers. Even now, I know that if it came down between the two sides, he would choose you." She reached into her pocket and took out a pouch.
Alec realizes how off all of this felt and went to stand up, he needs space between the two of them now. "Magnus has made his choice…" he began to say to her, but before he could continue, she has grabbed his arm. Her grip was firm and when he looked at her, she blew some power in his face.
The dust surrounded him, causing him to breathe in without meaning too, just a gut reaction, feeling the powered go in his nose and it covered his face, stinging his eyes and getting into his opened mouth. He tried to move his hands up to wipe them but found himself unable to. Everything felt heavy. He couldn't move, and he began to panic.
"Shhhh….you need to relax, it makes it easier when you relax." The Seelie Queen said as she moved him back to sit on the bench. "The effects are only last for a few hours. Amazing though isn't it." She was smiling at him. "As I was saying. Ah yes. Magnus Bane. You hold his heart. And no matter what I offer, I will never have his complete devotion and obedience." She looked at Alec in the eyes, which were drooping, consciousness starting to go in and out. "But with you, that is what I will have." She patted his cheek as his eyes closed completely.
She sat there and looked at the boy. "How pathetic it is." She muttered to herself. "You two. Take him with the other one. Make sure you restrain him, take his weapons and steelie." She orders the two guards.
"Yes ma'am," the two said in unions, walking to gather the unconscious boy.
"Alec" Jace muttered in his sleep, his eyes flashed over blinking furiously. "Alec," he said again voice hoarse and side in pain.
"Shhhh," Clary said to him, watching his face twist in pain. "He went to meet the Seelie Queen. He will be back soon, go to sleep. He is okay." She brushed her hands through his hair.
Jace sighed once more muttering his name before closing his eyes again.
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