It was almost time. Clary looked at her reflection in the mirror. She wore a long, golden bridal gown. It only seemed fair to have a Shadow Hunter wedding. Clary's stomach was in knot's. The butterflies kicking in. This was going to be the most perfect day of her life. The day, that she would become betrothed to Jace. Finally, she would become, the new Clary Lightwood. What could be more perfect than this day. At just that moment, Isabelle walked in. She looked magnificent! She wore deep eye liner, and knee length green satin dress. Smooth to the touch.
To be continued...