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If you read this, this is just a Oneshot about Jonathan and the Seelie Queen.
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or the plot of the Mortal Instruments. I just own the Elementals. All rights go to Cassandra Clare.
"Jonathan." The Seelie Queen greeted him.
He looked at her, regretting the words as soon as they came out of his mouth.
"My beautiful one."
"Oh, but am I, Jonathan?"
How did she know about that? About her? Anyway, it didn't matter. As long as he finished his mission in the Seelie Court, he didn't need to think about any of that. Of her.
He did enough of that anyway. He caught a glimpse of himself in a mirror. His eyes. One black, one green.
He had told her countless times to call him Sebastian. Each time they had met in fact. Of course, she had turned a blind eye to this and called him Jonathan anyway, but still looked forward to the little glimpse of humanity left in him when he corrected her.
But he hadn't. Not this time.
She watched him. The demon boy was looking at his reflection in the mirror. Her breath caught as she saw his reflection. One of his eyes was black, as usual, like a dark abyss, but the other, was green. A beautiful shade of green that suited him better than the black ever could.
She knew that he had had a love before her. She didn't even know whether she was a love. But then it would only be fair. She did not love him. She could not love him. But she was fond of him in a way that she had felt for few before.
Maybe she found his switching personalities endearing. Maybe she was drawn to the way that he was one of a kind, physically and mentally. Or maybe she was just going soft. In any case, it didn't matter. In the end, if she got what she wanted, what happened to him was not of her concern.
But what did she want? She didn't know yet. She would ride along with him, until he ruled the world. And then… she didn't know. Jonathan hated Downworlders almost as much as his father. What would become of her and her people when he succeeded? And really, it was only a matter of time. Would they die, along with the rest of the world. Well, it would be better to be on the winning side for a short while than riding downhill continuously.
She shook her head. All would become clear as time progressed.
But for now… "Jonathan, come to bed."
She watched as his green eye darkened into the familiar coal black.
"Of course, my beautiful one."
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