Espérons Inutile

A Mortal Instruments Fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own Mortal Instruments. Any familiar names, places, etc. are property of Cassandra Clare.

Chapter 9: Illégal

This was serious. Alec was seriously injured; Isabelle didn't even know if an iratze could heal him. They had to help….

And she burst out laughing again, just as Alec attempted to sit up in bed and winced. He turned to glare at her, but the effect was slightly marred by another painful wince. It only made her laugh harder.

"Fuck you, Izzy."

"I'm sorry," she managed in between laughs. She couldn't stop. After at least three hours of holding her laughter in, she was letting it out now. As she laughed, very loudly, the dog looked up at her and growled. That helped. A little. She had to take a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She looked back at Alec to see that he was still glaring at her. "I can't help it. It would be much easier not to laugh if you didn't look like a tomato."

Alec tried to shift again so that he wouldn't have to look at her, but he sucked in a breath out of pain, and gave up. It really was funny. It wasn't every day that Alec's face was bright red… okay, maybe that wasn't new. What was new was that his arms and legs matched the colour. He honestly did look like a giant tomato.

She hadn't been laughing three hours ago, when Magnus had opened a portal that led them out into the desert (or "the bush", as Aaron had called it). It hadn't been at all funny to hear those panicked howls, and then to climb over a large hill to see that dog standing over a still Alec.

It had taken Magnus less than five minutes to help Alec regain consciousness, though the dog had been hovering the whole time. After that it was very easy to get Alec moving. They opened another portal and they were back to the Institute. It had taken them less than twenty minutes. And yet those twenty minutes had been so frightening. The other shadowhunters had vanished after a few minutes by Alec's side, and Izzy knew that they were going to be discussing this for a while. How the hell had Alec ended up in the middle of nowhere? Alec hadn't even been able to tell them. All he had really gotten across to the group was that the dog now sitting by his bed was staying. Maybe it was because of the tomato head, but no one had refused it.

"You try spending hours in the desert in nothing but your pajamas," Alec huffed. Isabelle smirked, but she could sense the dog still staring at her. Aaron had called it a dingo. Alec had also called it dingo, but with him, it was as though that was actually the dog's name. Was it even a dog? Aaron had also said it was like the Australian version of a wolf.

"You know, that kind of brings up the question…" Izzy began. She saw Alec's face frown slightly, as though he already knew what she was going to say. "How did you end up in the desert?"

"I've told you all, I don't know," Alec said firmly. Isabelle took a few steps closer to him, so she was standing right beside his bed.

"Alec, look at me."

"Izzy, that means moving," he half moaned. She grinned again, and, stepping over the dingo, sat on the end of the bed so she could look Alec in the face. He seemed to have that look of pain permanently fixed onto his face. "Don't move the bed," he said firmly.

"Alec," she said. "You know you're going to have to tell us sooner or later. Why don't you tell me?"

He sighed. "Izzy, I don't know what happened. I woke up in the desert."

"Did you have a nightmare?" she asked teasingly. "You know, most people go cry to someone else, not run out into the middle of the desert."

"Are you going to keep mocking me? Or do you actually want to know about it?"

She considered. "Fine, go ahead."

Alec sighed, closing his eyes as though he could barely remember, and he was expanding effort by trying to recall the details. "I remember there was something in the Institute. I followed it outside, and as soon as I was out the front doors… it grabbed me. It felt… like I was being pulled. I fought back… and it let go…" he opened his eyes to look as her. "I don't remember anything else."

Isabelle blinked in surprise, and then said, "What was that thing?"

"I don't know."

"Couldn't you see it in the dream?" she asked, her voice getting sharper.

"No, Izzy, it just looked like a big dark shape."

"You have to remember something, Alec," she said exasperatedly, getting to her feet. "We have to know what really happened. And we have to know if this dream thing was real, because apparently it's powerful enough to break into the Institute."

Alec sighed. "I know," he said softly. "I'll try to remember something else."

Isabelle looked at him sadly. She didn't want to hurt him, but she was getting really anxious about this. She couldn't be certain, but she had this feeling in her gut that if they hadn't shown up when they had, Alec would be dead. She was amazed he'd been able to survive in the desert for so long.

"Alec-" she began, but she was interrupted by the door opening behind her. She turned to see Magnus slowly stepping into the room. She raised her eyebrows at him. He shrugged. "What are you doing here?" she asked calmly.

"Well," he said, and Isabelle heard Alec not-so-subtle jump at the sound of Magnus' voice. "Not much else is going on, and someone mentioned something about sunburns. I figured I'd come to laugh."

Alec coughed behind her, and Isabelle smirked at Magnus.

"Or help."

Isabelle turned back to Alec. "Sounds good," she said and began to walk away. She felt a tug on her arm, so she turned to look at Alec, who was shaking his head, looking quite terrified.

"Don't you think you should stay?" he asked, and she could hear the pleading note in his voice.

"I know where I'm not needed. Besides, the sooner you get healed, the sooner you're safe from being cooked up on Italian night."

And, that being said, she turned back around, smiled at Magnus and hastily exited.

-Break-

Alec wanted to hide. Of course, there was a part of him that was furious at that need. He was a Shadowhunter! Why should he be afraid of being in the same room as Magnus? After a whole week of getting used to Magnus' presence, Alec should be ready to handle conversation with him. It wasn't because he looked like a bright red freak and he knew it. No way was it because he was still insecure of their old frequency. It was not knowing that he could barely move without wincing, that Magnus would try to ask him person al questions the entire time, regardless of professionalism, and it wasn't because Alec could easily remember how intimate the feeling of having Magnus heal him was. It was one of his most cherished memories that had taken place in the second half of the relationship. Sure, Magnus may have been bored with him, but there was no faking that closeness of having Magnus' magic filling him up with warmth.

If Alec hadn't been so sunburned, his blush would've been obvious. For the first time, he was grateful.

"You know," he heard from near the door. "I never imagined you as the type to bring strays home with you. Chinese food, sure. But a dog? Never."

Alec frowned as he glanced down at his companion. Dingo looked quite comfortable curled up on the floor. Was that a smug smirk on his face? Alec almost smirked himself as he recalled the look on Aaron's face when he'd seen a wild dingo walking around the Institute. It was almost as good as the look he'd gotten when Alec told him he was keeping it.

"He followed me," Alec said quietly, though he would never be mad at Dingo for anything.

He sensed movement right beside him.

"Alec?"

"What?"

"You have to look at me." Alec took a deep breath before turning. Magnus wasn't wearing any makeup, and his hair was loose and flowing today. Even his clothes were toned down for some reason.

Refusing to look at Magnus' eyes, Alec muttered, "Who died?"

Magnus gave a sort of controlled grin before he placed Alec's chin in his hand, undoubtedly inspecting Alec's burns. "You're lucky these are only sunburns. Any longer and you could have been fried."

"Really?" Alec said skeptically. "Because I'm not feeling so lucky right now."

"Naturally," Magnus murmured quietly, as though he was speaking to himself. There was a small pause in which Magnus kept Alec's chin placed firmly between his fingers.

And then the magic began to pulse from his fingertips, and Alec shut his eyes. Yes, he remembered this. It felt so hot, but it was never uncomfortable. It was almost as though Magnus was gently stroking him beneath the skin… and Alec had to force himself to remember that he did not want that. Ever. Not…

He let out a long sigh as the magic left him. He still had his eyes closed, and he was honestly too scared to open them. He did not want Magnus to see the fear he was feeling, but he so scared. His hands were balled in fists. He had no idea what to do now. What would Magnus do? Alec felt Magnus' breath brush against his lips and he froze. He was not ready for that. He wasn't even ready to think about that.

But evidently, it was ready for him. Yes… Magnus kissed him. It was so soft and gentle, as though Magnus was scared that Alec would break if he forced too much pressure onto him. And at that moment, Alec felt like glass. He could say as many times as he wanted that he was strong and that he could resist Magnus… but he was just like glass. Too much pressure, and he would shatter into a thousand pieces.

And that wasn't fair. Magnus could be gentle all he wanted, but he'd already smashed Alec's heart into a thousand tiny pieces. And what? Now he was back to play with the pieces? No! Alec would not allow it. Any feeling that might have existed in the kiss vanished, and Alec simply recognized then that it really was just a touch of skin.

"No," he said firmly, pushing Magnus away and standing up. Magnus looked shocked, but Alec refused to take anymore of Magnus' bullshit. "Leave. Now."

Magnus didn't resist. He stood up and looked Alec hard in the eye. "I'm not giving up-"

"I know," Alec interrupted. "But I already have. Now go."

And that was that. Magnus walked out, quietly closing the door behind him. Alec took a few deep breaths before moving closer to the door. He paused, and then opened it again. Unlike Magnus, Alec took the time to gather his strength and slam the door shut as hard as could.

-Break-

Sometime later, Alec walked into the library, hoping to find his sister. She was there with Jace and Clary, no doubt talking about Alec's dream. He waited for a minute before coughing. They all jumped when they saw him lurking. Isabelle stepped forward.

"Alec, we just want to let you know, we won't ask you any questions about your dream." Alec doubted it as soon as he heard it, but Isabelle looked honest enough, so he accepted it.

"Of course," said Jace. "If you're not going to tell us anything, you're going to have to take us out."

"Take-"

"Alec," said Isabelle. "We've gotten used to the timezone, there's no work for us to do, and we've still got half of a day left to enjoy. So show us around the town."

"You've already seen a lot."

"Yeah," said Clary. "When we've been working on this case. We haven't been doing anything for fun."

Alec looked at their faces, but, surprisingly, they all looked like they meant it. "I'm not your tour guide."

"For tonight you are," said Isabelle. "And we want to go somewhere."

Alec looked at Izzy, have one of those silent conversations where he'd silently beg her to let it go. In return, she would silently say, suck it up and do what I say. There was never a time when it was different. Alec sighed. "Fine."

Isabelle smirked and the other two got up. The four of them started to head towards the door, but Alec stopped them.

"Hold up, guys, I'm having an epiphany."

He vaguely remembered Ziyi telling him something. He was supposed to do something. Evidently, it was something important. He knew because he'd forgotten it, and he always forgot the important stuff. He was… supposed to… go… get…

He snapped his fingers as he remembered, and he turned to the other three.

"I can't go out with you guys," he said and they immediately started protesting. "Sorry! Ziyi already gave me something to do-"

"Alec, I think it can wait," said Isabelle. She wasn't smiling, though Alec could see the humor in her eyes. He tried to keep a straight face as he looked at her, but they both knew they would crack up eventually.

"If you guys want to come with me, fine," he said. "But we'll be picking someone up along the way."

At this, Isabelle raised her eyebrows, but she said nothing. Clary was the one to ask, "Who is it?"

Alec had already started to walk away, but he turned back when Clary asked him. He hesitated, and then said, "A female friend of mine."

-Break-

"Is she here yet?"

"No."

"Can't we just leave?"

"No."

"Seriously, someone else can get her-"

"No."

Alec was the only one of the group to be somewhat patient. He was leaning against one of the walls of the airport terminal. The three of them were waiting impatiently for this woman to show up.

"If I didn't know you were gay," Isabelle had said quietly to him. "I'd guess this person is another one of your-"

"Whoa!" Alec stopped her. "Izzy, don't even go there."

"Okay," she agreed. "I know, you are too gay for that."

"It's not… I've just known her for a long time."

She let it be after that, though she was still looking suspicious. They returned to waiting in silence (Jace's annoying questions were simply ignored after a while). Alec was keeping an eye on the terminal doors as well as the flight screen. Where was it? He knew she'd said she would take plane… a flight from Spain… had just come in.

Alec stood up straighter, eyes fixed on the doors now.

"What's up?" Izzy asked, noticing his new sense of urgency.

"I think her flight just came in," he told her, and instantly the whole group brightened. Alec heard them talking in the background, but he didn't pay much attention to their conversation. It wasn't that this woman was more important than his family, but he didn't have the patience to listen. Maybe once they knew the truth about her, they'd want to cancel their plans to go out. Alec was kind of hoping they would, as his happy mood was fizzling.

And as he was musing to himself, a strangely tall woman with bronze skin and a wild mess of brownish red curls stepped through the terminal doors, wearing a simple tank and jeans. Alec blinked, and then stepped forward.

"¡Hola!" he called out to her. He made sure to smile as he did, and he received a bright flash in return, followed by a tight hug. He always remembered how joyous Mireia always around him. He supposed she would hate him more if she knew the truth.

"Alec," she said warmly as she pulled away (Alec was quickly making sure he didn't have any hair in his mouth; she was so tall). "¡Te extrañé mucho! ¿Qué hay de nuevo?"

"Nada. ¿Cómo estás?"

"Bíen, gracias," she said with a smile. Alec then turned to the other three, who looked very confused at the greeting.

"Mireia," he said. "Esta es Isabelle, Jace, y Clary, mi hermana, hermano, y su amiga."

"Alec," Jace interjected. "You're going to have to change your language setting back to English some time soon."

"You guys, this is Mireia," Alec said. "She's a shadowhunter from Spain and she'll probably be staying at the Institute for a while."

"¡Tango gusto!" said Mireia, before frowning slightly in confusion. "¿Hablas Español?"

"Mi Español es malo," Clary offered. Mireia turned to Alec with raised eyebrows. He shrugged absently, causing her to chuckle quietly.

"That's okay," she said. "Sorry about that. I'm Mireia. It's very nice to meet you."

"You too," said Isabelle who stood up to shake hands with Mireia, but accepted a hug quite graciously. "So, you'll be at the Institute for a while?"

"Yes," said Mireia. "I have a feeling I'll just be in everyone's hair for a while, but I had to come and see my… how do you say it, Alec?"

Alec took a deep breath. "Fiancée."

Mireia snapped her fingers. "That's it. I had to see my fiancée."

It had suddenly gotten very quiet around their group. Isabelle was clearly trying to keep her face happy, though it was easy to see she had gotten very nervous. Possibly for Alec.

"Sorry," she said. "But your fiancée is…" she waited for Mireia to answer.

"Miguel," said Shakira, visibly brightening as she said his name.

-Break-

Alec walked along the hallways of the Institute with grim satisfaction. Yes, any plans for tonight had been cancelled by that bombshell. Isabelle was plainly furious at him, though she'd had the heart not to say anything in front of Mireia. They'd all seen Mireia and Miguel's reunion, and they all knew about Alec. It was obvious that every shadowhunter in the Institute knew about Alec and Miguel, and no one was willing to admit it. Alec didn't even know if he was grateful. It was a sign of how low he'd fallen when, after talking with Mireia as though they were the best of friends, he could still sneak around with Miguel behind her back and not feel guilty.

He did try to feel something, but it was hard to feel sympathy for her when he had been hurt so badly. That could be the reason why he was so cruel. Maybe that was why evil people did what they did. They'd been hurt badly in the past so they took their problems out on everyone else. Yeah, Alec could think of a lot of people like that.

"Alec?"

Himself for example. He was such a douche, and he couldn't even bring himself to feel remorse. If he still had a heart, he'd feel sorry about hurting so many people. But it was impossible to feel empathy when his heart was in too many pieces to do so. And it was all because of Magnus.

"Alec."

Alec stopped for a moment, blinking. Then he turned around. "What?"

Magnus stepped closer, looking very content. "Can you come with me for a moment?"

It was because of his current mood and his sexual experience with Magnus that Alec's mind immediately thought of the worst and his eyes widened. He quickly got that idea out of his head, but not before Magnus laughed to himself.

"Goodness, where your mind is at… but seriously, Alec?" he asked, offering his hand. Alec took a deep breath before following him along the hall.

"What is it you wanted to show me?" Alec asked.

"You'll see." Was all Magnus said to him. They walked along in silence, heading towards… the library? Alec wasn't exactly sure. He wasn't positive that he'd even been in this part of the Institute. All the while, Alec was too aware of Magnus beside him. After about five minutes of walking, Magnus halted their walk and opened a side door. Alec was rather surprised; he hadn't even seen the door. It blended in perfectly with the dark walls. Magnus gestured for Alec to walk in.

He hesitated. Only for a minute. And then he walked through the door.

It was very dark in the passage, and right away, Alec was confronted with a staircase. He took them as fast as he could without tripping over his own feet. The only sound the echoed through the stairwell was the sound of Alec's heavy footsteps; Magnus' feet only seemed to brush against the cool metal. After another couple minutes, Alec was about to turn around and ask Magnus where the hell they were going when he found himself walking along a flat landing.

"Keep going," he heard Magnus say behind him. So Alec did.

"You better not be dragging me up here to murder me," Alec called behind him. He heard a quiet laugh behind him.

"Just call me Montresor," Magnus said. "I'd bet some ancient shadowhunter even kept a couple bottles of wine up here…"

"What?"

"Don't ask."

Alec would've asked anyways, but at that point, he literally walked into a wall. "What the-"

"It's a door, Alec," said Magnus. Alec felt a hand reach around him, and he stiffened. But it was only Magnus reaching to open the door. As soon as he pushed to door outwards, Alec was blinded. It took a few blinks, but he managed to get his bearings. And when he did, he was amazed.

Like the Institute in New York, this Institute took the form of an old cathedral. In New York, the Institute looked run down and abandoned. It was in the middle of the city, surrounded by the tall concrete jungle of NYC. Although this Institute was also in the middle of a city, Alec found that here, he had a much nicer view of the City.

He and Magnus were standing very high up on the roof of the Institute, surrounded by spires and statues adorning the roof. From this height, Alec could see the city to the north, the various neighbourhoods packed with people, and, off in the distance, he could see the sea. Everything was enhanced by the view of the sunset. The sky was a hundred different colours, each one of them reflected tenfold in the glittering ocean.

"I'd say it's lucky I found this place," Magnus said from behind him. Alec didn't want to tear his face away from the sight, but he did.

"Definitely," he said.

Magnus took a deep breath, seeming to absorb the view before him. "My apology wouldn't mean that much to you up here now, would it?"

Naturally, the conversation had to return to this. Even the amazing view couldn't help Alec's nerves. Of course, it would be a bit harder to avoid it up here. "No."

Magnus didn't continue for a while. The two of them just stared off at the view. Alec almost managed to forget Magnus for a bit, until his voice interrupted Alec's peace.

"I have an idea."

Alec looked at him suspiciously. He never knew for certain when he was going to enjoy Magnus' ideas. Oh hell, he'd always liked them, but that was part of a time he wanted to forget. He didn't want to remember the time Magnus had suggested Alec stay later… and a bit later… and… he wouldn't let that train of thought continue.

"What?"

"Dance with me," said Magnus. Alec blinked in surprise, unable to completely get his head around it. He just stared at Magnus.

"What?"

"Dance, Alec. I know you've done it before."

"Why do you want to do that now?" Alec asked unsurely (he was a little worried about Magnus' sanity). Magnus shrugged and tugged at Alec's wrist.

"Seems like the perfect place," Magnus said decidedly. He pulled Alec closer so that they were standing face to face. He pulled Alec's right hand up to join his own, and he placed Alec's other hand on his shoulder. Alec could feel the blush on his face. This was… oh! Alec froze completely when he felt Magnus place his hand on Alec's lower back. He could feel his fingers shaking.

"Magnus, I can't-"

"Yes, you can," Magnus assured him. He spoke in a surprisingly quiet voice. There was an almost tender quality to it that only calmed Alec a little bit.

"No music," Alec muttered quietly. Magnus hummed to himself, and then snapped his fingers. Alec didn't see the radio, as it was placed behind him, but he could easily hear the song that was playing. He supposed at this height, there was really good reception.

The song was just starting, before Magnus squeezed the hand he was holding and started to move. It was a very slow song, the intro quite low, and Alec could feel the beat Magnus was gently swaying him to.

Who would've thought that you could hurt me… the way you've done it? So deliberate, so determined…

It was a woman's voice that crooned out of the stereo, softly. Alec swallowed.

"You don't have to close yourself off from me, Alec," Magnus said calmly to him. Alec shivered as he felt Magnus' breath brush his face.

"I really don't get why we're doing this," he muttered. Magnus, who was still significantly taller than Alec, pressed his chin on top of Alec's head. Alec felt goosebumps rise as Magnus softly rubbed his back with his one hand.

"It's a moment, Alec. You have to learn to enjoy them."

Since you have been gone, I bite my nails for days and hours and question my own questions on and on.

"I bet you don't do that with the other two."

"Magnus-"

"Don't," he said. "Just listen to me. You don't do that with them. I know firsthand what it feels like to be hurt over someone, and I've gone to someone else for that kind of help before."

Alec scoffed. "So how many flings have you had since we broke up?"

So tell me now, tell me now. Why you're so far away… when I'm still so close.

"I honestly haven't," said Magnus. "In the past though… I know the feeling of needing someone. And it doesn't have to mean anything to me… it's just nice to be with someone."

"That's not how I feel," Alec said instantly. Magnus didn't respond. He didn't believe that, and Alec didn't want to tell him differently again. "Does it really matter if I care about them or not?"

"Of course it does," Magnus said seriously.

"Because," Alec said before Magnus could continue. "They love me. I can't count the times Miguel has told me he loves me. Same with Haal."

"I know my conscience isn't nearly the size of yours, but isn't there something wrong with that? Even if you're just thinking about yourself, there's no point in being with someone if you have absolutely no feelings for them."

"Don't judge me," Alec said firmly.

"I'm not, Alec. It's just that-"

"Yes, you are. You don't have that right. You've done stupid things as well. You can't judge me!" Alec's head had somehow slipped downwards, and he found himself screaming at Magnus' chest. After his fit, the cool tears made themselves known on his face.

You don't even know the meaning of the words, "I'm sorry." You said you would love me until you die, but as far as I know you're still alive, baby.

"At least you know it's stupid," Magnus murmured. He quietly pulled his hand up and brought Alec's head closer. Maybe he'd seen the tears, as he let Alec rest his head on Magnus' chest, tucked away beneath his chin. "You're right that I shouldn't judge you. I've made mistakes too, and I don't want you to make them too."

"You want us to get back together," Alec mumbled."

You don't even know the meaning of the words, "I'm sorry." I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart.

"I'd rather you be happy," Magnus said into Alec's hair. "I'd rather you feel good about who you are. I know I'm not the most moral person, and I can't judge you. You should even try your best to make sure you make none of my mistakes."

"Go figure," Alec said, even more quietly than he had before.

"Honestly… I would leave you alone and never bother you again if I knew you were happy with someone else. But, I can tell you're not. I can see it in your eyes that you're carrying so much sadness with you... and if Miguel and the weatherman don't make you happy you shouldn't string them along."

"No," Alec said, more firmly than he'd known he could. "You're only saying this to get me to fall for you again."

I tried so hard to be attentive to all you wanted. Always supportive, always patient… what did I do wrong?

"No," Magnus said quietly. "If you really wanted me gone, and I knew you were satisfied with one of them, I'd back off. I wouldn't try to ruin what you had with that person if it's what you wanted."

"And you don't think I'm happy now, so you won't leave?"

"Something like that," Magnus spoke softly against Alec's head. "I can see that you're not happy, and I want to make you smile like you used to. I missed everything about you… and if I can get that back…" Magnus didn't bother to finish that sentence.

I'm wondering for days and hours. It's clear, it isn't here where you belong.

"So… what are you saying?" Alec asked, truly confused with where Magnus was taking this conversation.

"Well, I'm wondering what you say," said Magnus, and he moved his head so Alec could look up at him. "Give a guy a chance?"

Anyhow, anyhow I wish you both the best. I hope you get along.

Alec froze. "Are you asking me out?"

"I'm asking you to go somewhere with me – just somewhere we can enjoy ourselves – as friends, so you can consider giving me another chance."

You don't even know the meaning of the words, "I'm sorry." You said you would love me until-

"Turn off the music," Alec said abruptly. Magnus instantly obliged.

"You didn't like it?" Magnus asked. Alec paused before looking right into Magnus' eyes.

"Like you said, this is a mood. That song didn't fit with the mood… and I really hope you don't play it when we go on this date - as friends."

AN: BAM! I finished it. After another ridiculously long wait, I have updated! Yeah, be amazed.

So, a lot happened in this chapter. I want to clear up any possible confusion that might arise: next chapter, Alec and Magnus will be going out (AS FRIENDS). Oh, and Miguel is engaged.

As it happens, I also have a few assignments for you. Firstly, the Spanish. I know I messed up somewhere. Please don't be mad or offended or whatever; just tell me if I'm wrong so I can fix it. There are two other things I want to ask you. You can choose to pick either of these questions, but I'm going to ask you to answer at least one if you review.

1) At one point in this story, Magnus mentions 'Montresor'. Just read that quick exchange and tell me what Magnus is talking about. Also, see if you can sort of get how that source hints something about this story.

OR

2) There is a song playing during that last bit, and if you know what it is, tell me (hint: the chapter title). Also, this is also a small hint, but it's something that's already happened. So this story started six years after City of Glass; what do you think the song indicates happened in that time?

You don't have to answer that "what does this hint" questions. If you know what Magnus is talking about or what the song is, just say that.

Best answers will be mentioned and I'll post the answers next chapter. Because there will be another chapter because I have finally gotten to the good part!

Thanks everyone who has reviewed, favourited, or subscribed so far. It means so much. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.