Clarys Pov:
'...my everything hurts' clary thought after valentines ¨punishment¨. She was still cooped up in her room still when there was a knock on her door, '' princess I brought you your food, may i enter?'' she heard an angelic voice say. '' come in...'' she said so quiet even clary barely heard it. When her door opened clarys breath hitched, there stood in front of her was a tall man that had hair that look of gold, yet the sad part is that his face was concealed by a mask that was white and had a single dot on the forehead '' I-I hello princess'' he said taking an elegant bow. ' "hello servant.'' she said standing up from her bed well she tried, ''ahh!'' clary yelp in pain as she fell to the floor ''Princess!'' he said as he kneeled down beside her . '' I'll be right back'' he said as he left the room, ' great, he just left me, welp just gonna sit here,in pain.' Clare thought as she tried again to stand this only caused her to fall once more." god damn it!'' as she said this angel boy came back into her room. '' princess standing up well only open up the slashes even more.'' he said as he walked over to her. '' how do you know there slashes?'' clary stated as she watch him set down the red wine, bandages and towel. '' because I know what a blood stain looks like,''
"Now please don't take this the wrong way but I need you to remove that dress." he asked "What not even going to take me on a date first?" clary muttered as she started removing her dress when she finished she turned back around only to see the servant looking the other way,
"thank you for not staring at me well I changed servant." she said as her face turned crimson now that she realized the situation." Now that thats over with I need to warn you that this well probably hurt...a lot." he said grabbing the towel witch closer up she realized it was wet," If is means the cuts will heal then i'm all for it." she said turning herself around so he could address the wounds."Um-alright then" he said as the cloth touch her skin she hissed at the sting of pain the came with it. " I'm sorry princess I wish i could say it won't hurt for much longer but i'm not going to lie to you." a few minutes later he finish cleaning her wounds but now came the fun part " If you like you may hold by hand." he said as he popped the cork of the wine bottle," Thank you." clary said "ready?" he said as he lifted the bottle clary noded afraid to say a word. As soon as the red wine touch her she felt as if a thousand red hot pins jabbed each and every inch of her wounds though she bit her lip a small plea escaped her lips " stop please…" but he did not stop he continued to clean each wound in the end of it, clary was pleaing and shaking like a leaf. once he was done he wrapped her back and torso with gauze bandages. After that he did something that surprised her he hugged her. " I am truly sorry for hurting you malady" he said as he hugged her tighter making sure not to not squeeze her wounds." I-Its alright servant you were just helping me and I thank you for that." She stuttered as she gently patted his arm.
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Over the weeks clary and the "servant" grew to become great friends, Of course dayly he would check the princess wounds and clean them and every time he would he'd hug her afterward but secretly something more grew underneath. " why do you always hug me after you clean my wounds?" clary asked an amused smile spread across her face "Because It's adorable when you blush," Of course she blush at this "And,I like hugging you." He said as he turned away waiting for clare to finish getting dress. "So servant what are we doing today?" she said as she walked passed him " If I may, my name is not "servent" its Jace christopher Horandale ." "well Jace if you don't mind remove your mask." she said walking forward to stand in front of him " tsk, tsk, my mask will not be removed." With a playful growl she ran forward reaching for the mask, as they playfully dodging each other Jace's foot caught on the clary's end table. as he fell his mask slipped and landed somewhere near by. " Jace are you alrigh-" The princess cut herself off as she saw what once the mask hid. Jace's face had a sharp jaw atop of it was hair was as golden as melted gold, his eyes... his right eye was a beautiful gold but as for his left eye it was green with brown specks,but the pupil it was like a...dragon's eye. 'oh my god.' she realized something and stared in awe at him. " oh my gods you're-you're a son of-." Jace's cut her off " yes im a son of Atia... The god of chaos & death."
Jace stared at the ground trying hard not to met her intense gaze "Why did you not tell me before?" she said as she offering a hand to him "because" he stated as he took her hand " I thought you would... think i'm a ... monster." his voice lowered as he stood before her, their faces inches away from each other as she spoked they inched together slowly. "That would never happen asshat." as their lips met it was a hesitant kiss but it slowly grew more heated and soon they were cursing Zalgo for not giving mortals stronger lungs. "Pant,pant so demigod?" Clary said meeting Jace's eyes, setting her forehead against his "yeah…And asshat really?" he responded with a smirk.