Omg, I can't believe how amazing you people are! I can't say in words how happy I am with everyone who followed this story! It was going to be a one shot originally, but quite a lot of you wanted me to continue :)

Megan (Guest): Thanks so much, that's really kind! Thanks for the review!

Greygirl: Thanks! I shall continue :)

Howling2thedemon: Thank-you! Means a lot! :)

Jace5000: Glad you liked the first chapter! Thanks for reviewing!

Guest: I am so happy that you have enjoyed it so far! Thanks for reviewing :)

Pen Sketches (Guest): Thanks for the review! I hope you like this chapter :)

Please go check out these amazing people's stories/bio's! Anyway, on with the story :)

Chapter Name: Golden eyes

Song for this chapter: Soap by Melanie Martinez

()

Clary followed Sebastian to the dining room, where many plates stacked with mouth-watering food met her eye. Her stomach grumbled at the smell of the feast, she was starving. Sitting down as gracefully as she could manage, she thought of how much money her mother would have now thanks to her. Clary didn't really miss her mother in the slightest, she just felt slightly lost without her harsh words and slaps following her around everywhere.

"You may begin eating Clarissa", Sebastian said snapping Clary out of her never ending chaos of thoughts. Why does he get to tell me what I can and can't do? she thought. She wanted to scream at Sebastian, but she knew deep down that wouldn't be wise.

"Thank-you", Clary replied and she tucked in. The red-head had to restrain herself from pilling her plate high with chicken, salad, bread, potatoes, sausages and cubes of cheese. She sipped at her wine and continued laughing at Sebastian's awful sense of humour. By the time dinner was over, her chest hurt from forcing her laughter.

"Was dinner satisfactory?" Prince Sebastian enquired once they had stood up to leave. Clary nodded and smiled, she didn't want to continue anymore conversation. Sebastian had other ideas though.

"Let's go upstairs my lady", he said grabbing her small hand with sheer force. Clary gulped, she knew that it would happen eventually. I can't, she thought miserably. She knew she wasn't prepared at all for that side of things to happen yet.

"I am very tired my dear, may I sleep tonight?" She asked sweetly. Sebastian's eyes darkened suddenly, the change scared Clary. Have I already managed to anger him? Would he force me? Would he consider asking for a different lady to be his royal Princess? The last idea made Clary overwhelming happy, even though her mother would probably kill her if she returned home.

"Whatever you wish Clarissa", he spoke kindly but Clary could hear a note of underlying tension underneath his words.

"The rooms are down that corridor, I am going to retreat to my office for the night, do not disturb me", he spoke the last bit like a warning.

"Of course my love". The words tasted bitter in her mouth. Sebastian kissed her cheek quickly and made his way out of the dining room using a different corridor. She could hear him muttering something on his way out. Sebastian's words bounced around the room like thousands of eerie voices.

"Whatever you wish my Clary".

()

Clary had been wondering around the mazes of hallways for what seemed like forever. She couldn't find anyone to help her. She came to a room, and decided to knock to see if someone inside could help her. Knock. Knock. Knock. The door swung open revealing a man, around her age, dressed in sleepwear.

"Can I help you?" He asked. He had clearly been asleep, and Clary instantly felt bad for waking him up.

"Are you ok?" the man said. She hadn't replied, Clary had simply been staring at him as if he was some sort of ghost.

"I-I-I'm looking for my room", she said as evenly as she could. The man smiled making Clary notice his one chipped incisor. It seemed to be the only fault with him. He was very beautiful, with broad shoulders, honey coloured skin, dazzling golden eyes and a ruffled mass of blonde hair. Clary shivered. The man seemed to think she was cold.

"Do you want a blanket for your new room?" he said. A hint of worry touched his voice, making Clary want to hug him. Stop it, she told herself.

"I'm fine thank-you sir", she replied quickly. The man leant against the door frame and tilted his head at her.

"Call me Jace", he said.

"I'm Clary", she said instantly. Oh God, she thought. She really should have said Clarissa.

"Clary", he repeated. She loved the way he rolled her name on his tongue. Shut up, she thought.

"So, are you the new Princess?" He asked. Clary nodded and tried to stop herself from yawning.

"How are you finding Sebastian? I find him full on and to be frank irritating", he said making Clary giggle. He must be one of the servants that work here, she realised.

"Yes, I wouldn't have chosen him that's for sure", she said before she could stop herself. Jace grinned like a cat.

"Well at least you had some sort of a choice, being his brother I guess I'm stuck with the bastard", he replied. Clary's could feel the blood rush to her face. Brother?

"Oh, I see", was all she could manage to say. He seemed to notice how embarrassed she was.

"I won't tell if you don't tell", he said softly. Clary smiled and curtsied.

"Thank-you", she said.

"Right, I need my beauty sleep, goodnight", he replied. He shut the door before she could ask where her room was. She didn't care though, Clary was happy to walk around the endless corridors thinking about the mysterious golden boy.

()

Sebastian sat down in his office and let out a cackle. He couldn't help it, he was impressed at how well everything was going.

"My dear Clary", he said aloud. He knew that he and forgotten to tell her exactly where her room would be, she would just have to find it by herself. Work, he told himself. So he did just that. Laying out his plans, he pondered over them like they were a foreign language he had never seen before. Beautiful, he thought to himself. Sebastian regarded his mind as more beautiful than anything living creature on Earth. Clary, came to his mind when he thought of the word beautiful.

"Don't get attached to her Sebastian", he muttered to himself under his breathe. It was hard not to get attached to someone, especially if you were going to have to marry them. Sebastian stood up and walked carefully over to the dusty window. The sun was setting casting an orange glow over the land in the distance. This will all be mine, he thought gleefully. Sebastian went back to his desk and started editing his malicious plans.

()

Jace collapsed on his bed and rubbed his eyes. He had indeed been more or less asleep when Clary had knocked on his bedroom door. She had looked like a nightingale as her eyes were round like saucers, her hair was up with silver clips and she was wearing a snow white shawl. Jace had spoken kindly to her, as she did look slightly terrified. Sebastian should have showed her a room to sleep in, Jace thought angrily. Of course in the end, Jace had completely forgotten why she had knocked on his door. He had gotten sidetracked thinking about her eyes. Finding her would be difficult in the castle, especially in the dark. Jace pictured Clary in his minds eye. Her hair was like rings of fire, Jace had ached not to curl one round his pianist fingers. Clary was much smaller than him though, as he had to look down when he spoke to her. However, Jace could see the fire in her eyes and he knew she would change this palace whether Sebastian liked it or not.

And that was the kind of girl Jace knew he would fall for.

()

Hope you liked it :)

Review please...

Heartshade