Alec now stood before the council, his dulled eyes glued to the marble floors beneath them solemnly.
"Alexander Lightwood."
His eyes flickered from the floor to meet the seer's gaze, "I hope you're paying attention." She stated as the older Lightwood nodded. "I am."
One of the councilmen cleared their throat then as he stood from his chair, "Alexander Lightwood, you are well aware that you are considered an adult at your age, am I correct?" He nodded again, folding his arms behind his back as he tried to hold his head on his shoulders.
This time a woman spoke, "Alexander we've called for your assistance now that it's been a respectful amount of time.." Alec's eyes danced among the council member's expressions in confusion.
"We'd like to help expand the Nephilim, but to do that we'd need cooperation." The woman continued, and Alec settled his eyes on her to finish. "...We'd like you to help expand." She finished, but Alec still didn't quite understand, "How could I help? Wouldn't we need the Mortal Cup to make new Shadowhunters?" The woman stared him down for a moment, "There are other options, Mr. Lightwood.. a family." Alec frowned, his thought's momentarily going back to a sparkly warlock, "Miss Valon, the Clave knows I'm currently not in a relationship." He felt his nerves tingle as the woman smiled and leaned back in her seat, "The Clave, upon your permission has chosen a suitable candidate to help you."
Alec's fists tightened, "Am I not allowed to make my own decisions here about my own personal life? What if I don't want children?" The Councilmember's each wore a different expression as they glanced at each other, some murmuring. "It's been two years since your involvement with the Warlock of Britain, and with no changes in intimacy , and according to your family, your emotional being, the Clave decided to take your future in it's own hands.
He turned his head then to find his father standing across the room at the large doors that kept him trapped, their eyes met and to Alec's disbelief he could almost catch a small smile trying to form on Robert's lips, was he trying to be supportful for once? Alec turned his attention back to the chosen representatives of the Clave and put on his best poker face, "If I wanted to marry, I will on my own terms." They must've not understood because the same woman smiled at him again, "We hope you consider our pick," She then looked out behind him, his eyes followed as the door's opened and his father began to escort a petite woman toward them.
"Alexander, meet Lucille Felzheart, Lucille, Alexander Lightwood."
The woman, Lucille, was very pretty. She had curly blonde hair that went just below her shoulders, a pretty heart shaped face with fair skin, and silver eyes. "She's a gifted mundie that one of our Institutes out of state discovered. She's heard quite a bit about you Mr. Lightwood." Miss Valon said from her seat as she watched the two.
Alec suddenly felt very alone.. They wouldn't take no for an answer would they? They wanted something and they wouldn't stop harassing him until they got it. He observed the woman once more, did she even want this? Her cheeks were flushed, so she probably was nervous as well. Suddenly, Alec was once more reminded of his ex boyfriend.
"Softly, Magnus said, "Aku cinta kamu.""What does that mean?"
Magnus disentangled himself from Alec's grip. "It means I love you. Not that that changes anything."
He had seen the Warlock a few times since then.. Alec also attempted to catch the Warlock's attention, he tried texting, calling, visiting, anything.. But nothing worked. Magnus Bane wanted nothing to do with the young Lightwood anymore.
'But I still love him..'
He studied Lucille once more before glancing up to his father, with a sigh he turned back to the members of the Clave. "I'll consider it, but.. I need time." Some of the councilmember's began to smile as he nodded and glanced back to Lucille, who also wore a smile.
'He should at least try..
'I'm so sorry for everything Magnus..'