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Chapter 10

Clary ran. Her vision was blurry from the tears, but she ran in the direction of the bathroom. Once she finally reached the bathroom, she opened up the door, and leaned her back against it while she continued to cry.

Jace. It was ironic how the only person that could make her feel better was the one person she couldn't handle seeing.

Two days previous…

"Blanket?"

"Yeah."

"Medicines?"

"Yeah."

"Computer?"

"Yes."

"Your favorite sweatshirt?"

"Yes, mom-"

"Your special pillows? You know you can't sleep without-

"Yes mom, I have all of that. I packed almost everything. I'll be back to visit in a few weeks." Clary said, pretending to be slightly exasperated. She was trying not to show it, but leaving her mom was one of the hardest things she had to go through. She knew Jace would feel so bad about making her leave, so Clary pretended she was fine. Jocelyn and Clary were standing in the airport.

"Okay. You're going to have such a great time. But oh, my baby, I'm going to miss you so much. Why did I agree to letting you leave me?" A tear ran down Jocelyn's cheek. At the same time, Clary's eyes started to fill with water. They engulfed each other in a hug. They each said a million silent words that they both could understand. Jace was in a serious conversation with a guard at the airport, and began to make his way back over to Clary and Jocelyn.

Clary quickly wiped her eyes and began to let go of her mom. Jace knew this was hard for her, but if he knew how much it upset her to leave, he would never forgive himself for asking.

"Ugh, I guess I'll miss you too, Jace." Jocelyn turned to Jace and Jace wrapped his arms around her. It truly warmed Clary's heart to see Jace this close with Jocelyn. She couldn't ask for a better mom, or a better boyfriend.

Boyfriend. The thought still was enough to make her feel butterflies. Not only did she have an extremely hot, kind, heart-melting, jaw-droppingly gorgeous boyfriend, but this boyfriend happened to be the prince of a peaceful country in Europe, Idris. AND, this beautiful boyfriend was taking her, a complicated girl just trying to be simple, to this country.

"Jocelyn, thank you for all you've done for me here. I really felt welcome, you treated me like a son here, and I appreciate it so much. Most of all, thank you for letting Clary come with me." Instead of words, he used a look and another hug to show how really grateful he was.

"You two are lucky to have found each other. Alright, you crazy kids. You should probably go before they call your bags." Jocelyn said, always, always keeping them in line. Jace grinned sheepishly.

"Uh, about that… I couldn't allow my beautiful girlfriend on her first flight to my home country, arrive in anything but the best." He picked up the rest of Clary's bags and led the two over to a different door.

"Jace, what are you talking about?" Clary said suspiciously. She eyed him. It was only her second or so time flying and she didn't like it. Clary and Jocelyn shared a suspicious look.

"After you, ladies." Jace opened the door that went outside, and Clary and Jocelyn stepped through. Clary's jaw hit the floor, and Jocelyn just laughed.

"A private jet! Oh my gosh! Jace!" Clary screamed and jumped into his arms, and as usual, he lifted her up like she was a feather.

"Why am I not surprised, Jace?" Jocelyn laughed.

"And any time you can visit, this will be what you will fly in. I hope you're able to fly out soon, I'm sure Clary will want to show you around." Jace said to Jocelyn, and she smiled and gave him a hug. Jace broke the silence that was starting, "Alright, well, I'm going to go put the bags in. Clary, take your time. Just come on the plane whenever you're ready. Goodbye, Jocelyn."

"Bye Jace!" Jocelyn waved, as Jace took their bags to the plane.

"What am I going to do without you, mom?" Clary asked, once again with eyes full of tears. Jocelyn put her hands on Clary's face and wiped the tears that slipped out with her thumbs. Giving Clary a look of confidence and eyes full of love,

"You're going to be just fine. We will talk every day, and we can try to visit maybe once a month. I think you're going to love Idris." "Wait. You've been there before?" Clary asked, confused.

"A few times, when I went on the trip throughout Europe. I thought it was the best little country I've ever seen and I even stayed there longer than I thought. The people are very nice, and it's such a beautiful place." Clary smiled, and held Jocelyn's hand.

"I hope this means you will visit soon." Clary said. Jocelyn nodded, and they hugged each other again. Jocelyn broke away first, and said,

"You should probably go." Clary nodded.

"Goodbye, mommy." Clary hugged her mom another time, before walking towards the stairs of the plane. Then she waved, as she walked up and nodded to Jace.

Jocelyn walked back inside and watched the plane take off from right outside the airport. She went out and Luke was there to drive her home. When Jocelyn got in the car, Luke looked over and said,

"You're ok. And so is she." He reached over and held her hand.

"I'm ok. And she is too." Jocelyn smiled at Luke, and they drove back to Jocelyn's house.

Clary and Jace were sitting on the seats in the plane, and they were getting ready to take off.

"You're sure you want to do this? I mean, we can always come back any time you want to." Jace nervously said, as he rubbed the back of his neck anxiously. Clary reached out for him.

"Come here." Those two words were enough to silence him, and he immediately moved closer to her on the seat. She leaned on his chest, and he held her. She absolutely loved how safe she felt in his arms, enclosed in her little safe space where no one could ever reach her. She felt like there was no other place she belonged more. "I'm scared." Clary could feel him take a sharp breath.

"Clary, I'm sorry I asked you to do this, I don't want you to despise me for it and I know I was being so selfish, and of course you're scared, you're changing your whole life." He let out a sigh of frustration.

"You know, you're a dumbass." Jace's eyes widened, and he fumbled for words. Clary laughed, and put her hand on his chest. "I meant I was afraid of the plane. I don't like to fly." Jace let out a sigh of relief.

"Sometimes, you really mess with me." By the gleam in his eye, Clary assumed he meant other things that what he just said. But she chose to ignore it at the time.

A few minutes passed, and as they took off, Clary held Jace's hand tightly as he rubbed soothing circles on her hand. When the plane was in the air, Jace unbuckled and went to get some water for them. When he came back, Clary was almost hypnotized by the view.

"I thought I would be afraid being this high up." Clary said, as she rested her chin on her arm as she looked out the window.

"You're not?" Jace asked, as he set down the water on the table in front of them, and sat down in the seat next to her. This was a very high class private jet. The pilot was very professional, and there were different cabins. One was the main area where there were seats and tables and snacks. Another cabin had two beds, and a bathroom. The last cabin was an area for the pilot and attendants. All of their suitcases went back in the bedroom, and if there were more people, some of the chairs in the main area switched into beds. There were many tvs, and it was beautifully designed.

"No. I don't know if you would understand, but since I was younger I used to sit outside when I was feeling anxious or sad or, I don't know. When I was outside, I would look at the stars, or feel the wind, which always was so magical. I don't know why but whenever it was windy out, it kind of made me feel like I was in a book or show. Anyway, I would look at nature, and I'd think about all the other people in the world. And that made my problems seem not as bad. It made me think whatever I was worried about, a fight with friends, an important assignment at school, or anything else, wasn't as stressful as I was making it. My point is, looking out and seeing the 'big picture' now and seeing the mountains and cities is giving me the same sense." Clary looked away from the window, and Jace was staring at her with a look of incredulity. She blushed, and said, "What? Am I that crazy?"

Jace shook his head, as if he couldn't believe her, and said,

"I still wonder, every time you open up to me, how you can be so incredible. You say the most profound things, but you explain them in a way that makes so much sense. You are so selfless. Most people I know would not think about other people, but you think about how lucky you are and you're so grateful. You inspire me, you know." Clary shyly put the hair that had fallen in her face behind her ear.

"Well, you've given me someone to open up, too." Jace smiled, and grabbed Clary's hand to squeeze. They both looked out the window, and enjoyed the peaceful, calm moment. Clary broke the silence a few minutes later, "You know, it really is true that sometimes you just find the person that feels like your other half. I'll admit, I didn't think it'd ever happen to me. I didn't actually think there was someone that I just connected with. And no, I don't mean it that way, get your head of the gutter." She smiled at Jace's smirk, and playfully smacked his arm. "I'm being serious. It's like you're the only one who really sees me." She rolled her eyes. "I walked into that one." Jace was now laughing so hard, it even made Clary laugh. "I'm just grateful that I have you. To talk to. To listen to music with." She stopped talking. "To do this with."

Jace gave her a playful look, that also challenged her. He didn't expect her to do what she did next. She turned around on the seat, and moved to straddle his lap.

"And this." Clary wrapped her hands around his neck and ran her fingers through his hair. She began to lightly kiss his neck, as his hands rested on her hips.

"Clary-" His voice came out very gruff, and it made Clary's heart hurt. She loved that she was the only person who got to see him, so vulnerable and shaken up. With her, he wasn't always super confident and controlled, and that was one of the things she loved about him. As she kept placing kisses on his neck and shoulders, his hands tightened on her hips. "Clary, I-" He took a deep breath, and Clary gave him an innocent look.

"I'm sorry, am I distracting you?" She smiled a devilish smile.

"Oh, you are evil." She laughed, and softly kissed his forehead. "Clary, I am trying to be serious now. I don't want you to feel rush or anything."Clary's heart hurt more than ever. He was so good to her. She trusted him, but she knew she wasn't ready to give that part of her to anyone yet. She was so worried he would get bored of her, or tired of waiting, even though he constantly told her he'd never. "You know I want whatever you want, whenever you want it." When he said that, he couldn't have said anything better. That was what Clary needed to hear. She knew he'd never pressure her, and that he would wait,

"I know Jace." She pressed her forehead against his, and gave him a long, slow kiss. It took both of their air away. "I wasn't planning on joining the mile high club or anything," Jace's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. Clary giggled, "-but I thought we could do this." She continued to kiss him, slow and fast kisses, some sweet and playful and some consuming and emotional.

"Whatever you want, Angel."

After they'd kissed for a very long time, a very very very long time, Jace got up to go get snacks and food from the kitchen area. He returned with a bag of Doritos and some apples.

"DORITOS?" Clary yelled. She jumped up and hugged him, and then grabbed the bag.

"Only the best for you." He laughed.

"But how?" Idris didn't have Doritos, that is why Clary packed many bags of them.

"I had them put in the plane and some back at the castle because I knew how much you love them." Clary blushed, and savored the great nacho cheese flavor.

"You, Jace, are the greatest." They both laughed, and Clary even offered him some of the Doritos, which he refused because he didn't want to take any from her. As they sat on the comfortable seats, the pilot told them they were more than half way there. Jace put a show on, and as they watched television and ate some food, Clary asked, "So how come your parents didn't fly out? Not that I wanted them, too. But not that I didn't want them too, because they seem so nice, and it's not that I don't like them, but I'm just afraid they're not going to like me, and-"

"Clary, it's ok." Jace laughed. "They had some important stuff they couldn't do later at home. I don't know what it was, but they said they would just see us in Idris."

"Oh, okay. You're alright with that?"

"Sure," Jace nodded, "I mean I miss them, but it's only a few days later. Plus, we couldn't have any fun on the plane if they actually went with us." Jace teased playfully.

"I would throw a Dorito at you but I don't want to waste any." Jace frowned, and they both laughed.

After the long flight, they finally got to Idris. Clary was shocked at how beautiful it looked from inside the plane, and was starting to be very nervous about meeting everyone. Clary just got changed in the bedroom, and applied more makeup than she usually wore. She was wearing black ankle high heel boots, light black tights, a short black skirt, and a white flowy button blouse with yellow flowers on it. The colors of Idris were blue and white, so she put a blue gem necklace on and a blue ring. She put her hair up in a nice ponytail, and took one deep breath before leaving the bedroom. Jace was fixing his tie in the main room, and he immediately stopped what he was doing when Clary came out.

"You look absolutely beautiful, Clary. As always." he added. She blushed. She just watched him, thinking how handsome he was. He was wearing white dress shirt and black dress pants. His sleeves were rolled up, something Clary always found attractive, and his collar wasn't buttoned all the way.

"You don't look that bad either." She said. She walked towards him, and gave him a look of question. Jace nodded, and handed her the tie. As she tied it, and fixed his white dress shirt,

"Clary."

"Mmmm?" She answered.

"Everyone is going to love you. I know you're nervous,"

"Me, nervous? I'm alright." Jace rolled his eyes.

"I know you Clary. You shouldn't be nervous. My family is going to love you. And there might be some cameras around, but the car will take us directly to the castle where my family and best friends will be. It won't be that many people and then you can settle into your room. I will be with you the whole time." Clary smiled, and Jace caressed her face with his thumbs. She closed her eyes.

"What if your family doesn't like me?" She said quietly. He hugged her.

"I know they're going to like you, but even if they don't, it won't matter. I care about my family, but I care about you like you were my family, too. I would never leave you, Clary."

"Okay. Okay, I'm ready." Jace put Clary's coat on her, and then got his. He carried Clary's bag to the door, and then held his hand out. Clary took it confidently, and they walked out together.

There were a lot of cameras, but no one was mean. There were a lot of people there to welcome Jace back, and they even made welcome signs for Clary, who they called "Jace's girlfriend". They already welcomed her, and were nice to her even though they didn't know who she was. Jocelyn was right about the people, they seemed very nice and welcoming and Clary looked forward to interacting with them. Jace opened the door for Clary, and then got in and drove.

"Why don't you have someone driving you?" Clary asked.

"I said I wanted to drive. This is my car here." It was a very fancy sports car that Clary couldn't pronounce. It was a very nice royal blue and the inside smelled like Jace. Or Jace smelled like the car. She didn't know, but it smelled like sunshine and the best cologne she'd ever smelled.

They drove, listening to music, and arrived at the castle. Clary was absolutely speechless. It was beautiful. It was an old fashioned castle and looked as if it were part of a fairytale. It was incredible.

"Jace…"

"Yes?" He looked over at her, much more interested in her reaction than the beautiful castle.

"This is the most beautiful place I've ever seen. Thank you for bringing me here." He squeezed her hand.

"Thank you for coming with me, love."

They drove right up to the front of the castle, and a man in a suit came out. Jace got out of the car and opened up the door for Clary. They went to get the bags from the trunk, and when Jace saw the man, he went up to hug him.

"Michael, it's great to see you."

"Mr. Herondale, we missed you here. And who is this beautiful young lady?" Jace walked back over and proudly put his arm around her waist.

"This is my girlfriend, Clary Fray." Clary blushed.

"Hi, it's so nice to meet you." Clary said.

"And you, too, Ms. Fray. My name is Michael Wayland. You will be living here, right?" Clary nodded. "Very good. If you ever need anything, I'm the 'butler' or personal assistant to the Herondales. I would be delighted to answer any questions you have."

"Thank you, Mr. Wayland." Clary gratefully said.

"Please, call me Michael." Clary nodded.

"Well, we're going to go say hi to everyone." Jace said.

"I will get the bags and bring them to your rooms." Michael said.

"Thank you, Michael." They both said. Jace walked Clary into the castle, holding her hand the entire time. He gently rubbed circles on her hand, and it calmed her down.

The inside of the castle was just as incredible as the outside. It was hard to explain how magical it was. It was old fashioned, but modern at the same time. There was a lot of intricate designs for the wood on the ceilings, and beautiful designs on the carpets in the hallways. The castle was absolutely massive. It was the biggest building Clary had ever seen.

"We're going to go to the family room. My father is probably in the throne room now, but the throne room is usually filled with citizens and people meeting my parents. It will be more relaxed in the family room, I can show you the massive tv I watch all my football games on." They both laughed. "I promise I can show you around later, I know it seems big and scary now, but it's actually incredible."

"Are you talking about yourself?" A voice from behind them said. They both turned around, and standing there was a beautiful girl. Beautiful was an understatement Clary thought. She had long black pin straight hair. She had tan skin, and killer curves. She only had on a little makeup, but she was one of the most beautiful people she'd ever seen. She had gorgeous dark brown eyes, and an amazing fashion sense. She wore very high heels, and a trending gray dress.

"Isabelle!" Jace ran and embraced her in a hug. Clary stood there awkwardly, playing with the ring on her hand. "Did you miss me that much?" He teased

"You wish, ass. Where's my bag? The one you said you would buy right from New York?" She crossed her arms and gave him the death glare.

"I have it, but not with me. Sorry, Iz. Do you really need another bag? You have almost 50." Isabelle rolled her eyes.

"A girl can never have too many purses. Now, who is she?" She looked over to Clary, who was standing by herself.

"That is my beautiful girlfriend, Clary." Jace said with a smile. Isabelle gave a death glare to Clary.

"Are you going to explain why you're dating my brother's best friend? You do know you're not going to get any money. There's no award for dating an idiot, even though there should be." Clary laughed. She shook her head,

"I agree. Actually, I'm dating your best friend's brother because I care about him. Well, at least when he isn't being an absolute ass." Clary crossed her arms and gave Jace a look. Jace sheepishly looked at the floor and gave Clary an apologetic look. When she looked at Isabelle, Isabelle was hysterically laughing. Isabelle patted Jace's shoulder and said,

"I like her. She's got fire. You done well, kid."

Isabelle laughed, and held out her hand for Clary to shake. Clary shook it.

"Right. My name is Isabelle Lightwood. I go to school with Jace. My family and Jace's family are very close, in fact I live here as well. If you need anything, especially fashion advice, although I must say I love your outfit. Especially the shirt! But anyway, I have a huge closet and I'd love for you to try some stuff on! You're much smaller than me, we might have to, hmm." Isabelle mumbled things about sewing as she lifted Clary's arms up and inspected her outfit. Clary gave a look of fright to Jace, who laughed.

"Iz, we should go, Clary and I are meeting my parents."

"Okay. Clary, I really hope we can be friends. You seem like a really cool person. Good luck meeting the king and queen! I wouldn't be too worried, they're much nicer than me." Clary offered a smile and nodded. Isabelle turned and walked away, her heels clicking on the wood before she got on the carpet. Clary and Jace walked to the next room, and Clary took a deep breath.

"You're perfect." Jace pushed the hair out of Clary's face and gave her a quick chaste kiss. "Isabelle loved you, just so you know. And she is the most difficult person here. So if she likes you, everyone else will love you." Clary smiled. "Ready?" Clary was, so hand in hand, they walked into the family room.

"Jace? Is that you?" A woman's voice said.

"Yes mother."

"My boy!" A woman walked over to Jace and gave him a hug. She was much shorter than Jace, but taller than Clary. "Oh, Jace we missed you so much! I hope you don't go on any more trips that long, I don't know what I would do without my baby." When Jace's mom let go, Clary looked at her. She had blonde hair in a braid, and wore fancy clothing. She was a queen, that made sense. She had blue eyes, and was very beautiful. She reminded Clary of Jocelyn. "Oh, I'm sorry for being so rude, but you must be Clary. You're even more gorgeous than Jace had said. Which is a compliment, because Jace over here said you were the most stunning girl he had ever seen." She smiled.

"Mom.." Jace said annoyed. Clary laughed.

"My name is Celine. I am so glad you came out with Jace. This is your home now, so anything you need, you can always ask anyone around here, especially me! I hope you don't mind me saying, but I've always wanted a daughter, so I look forward to getting to know you better." She gave a warm smile, and Clary felt calmer.

"It's so nice to meet you, Your Majesty."

"No, please call me Celine. The formalities can be so annoying."

"Alright. Your kindness means so much to me. I cannot thank you enough for welcoming me. I'll admit I am quite nervous about meeting everyone. But if you all here are anything like Jace, I'm very lucky. So thank you for letting me into your home." Celine smiled at Clary.

"Well done, Jace. You certainly are special, Clary." Clary blushed. "Please don't be nervous. You're always welcome here. Thank you for watching out for Jace. We didn't want him to leave home, especially with all the jobs around here, but if he hadn't gone he wouldn't have met you!" Celine reached out and pulled Clary into a hug. "I think we're going to get along well." Clary smiled and hugged her back.

"Did I hear someone's here?" A booming voice rang through the cozy, cabin themed family room.

"Dad!" Jace walked over to his father, and gave a manly hug.

"Enough about you, Jace. You're not who I was talking about. You must be Clary!" Jace's dad was a handsome older man, with brown hair and Jace's same golden eyes. He was just about Jace's height, and one could see where Jace's strong build came from. "I'm so glad to finally meet you! You let us know whatever you need, we're willing to bribe you in whatever food or clothes you need for putting up with Jace. We know it's impossible sometimes, and we always recognize those with extreme bravery."

"Dad, stop. I'm not that bad." All three of them, Clary, Celine, and Jace's dad gave him a look. "Okay, alright! I thought I would at least have a day of being favorite, I clearly see Clary's beaten me already."

"I'm Stephen Herondale. You can call me The Best." Jace put his head in his hands.

"No one calls you that, Dad." Jace said.

"They won't if you say that! Ugh, it's fine. Clary, my favorite young person, call me Stephen."

"I will."

After Clary and Jace had talked to his parents and told them all kind of stories, Jace asked if he could show Clary her room, and walk around the castle. As they were walking out of that room, they bumped into someone.

"Baby!" A girl with blonde hair jumped into his arms. "Oh, I missed you so much." She said in a seductive voice. She rubbed her hands over his arms, and tried to kiss Jace. Clary wanted to be sick, watching him with her. He pulled away, almost too slow, and pushed her off.

"Kaelie. I told you I don't like you like that. Besides, this my girlfriend, Clary." Jace stood next to Clary.

"Hi." Clary smiled. Who did this bitch think she was?

"What the hell? You told me you wouldn't leave me!" She looked at Clary with disgust. "And for someone as pathetic as her."

"I swear Kaelie I will-" Jace's voice turned very scary, and Clary could see the fire in his eyes. She gently put her hand on his arm to show him she was ok. Immediately he relaxed at her touch, and took a breath. Calmly, he said, "If you ever talk about Clary like that again, I'll make sure you regret it. You were never special to me, and you always knew that. Stay away from us, or I swear you will be put in jail so fast you won't have any time to call any of the boys you hook up with to say goodbye." Jace took Clary's hand and pulled her away from Kaelie.

When the got to Clary's room, her suitcases were there. Her room was beautiful, painted light green with white curtains and a pretty view of the country. The furniture was beautiful wood and the bed was white with pink designs.

"Do you like it? I helped them pick out some decor." Jace said nervously.

"I love it." Clary ran her fingers over the soft bed cover, and sat down. Jace sat down on the bench.

"Clary, Kaelie really was never important to me. I don't mean that I used her or anything like that, but I was a different person then. We messed around a little, but the last time I talked to her was a month before I left, and I told her I wasn't interested in her at all, and I was done. She was very mad, because I think she thought she was going to get some deal here." He stopped talking. "Are you ok?" Clary swallowed a lump. She trusted Jace, but it worried her that he didn't pull away fast when she tried to make out with him.

"Am I enough for you? Are you, I don't know, okay with waiting? For sex?" Jace took a deep breath and put his head in his hands.

"Clary, I told you. I want whatever you want, whenever you want it. If thats tomorrow, cool. If it's months away, or years away, cool. I will never pressure you. I'm not going to look somewhere else for it either, if that's what you're really asking." By the look in Clary's eyes, Jace could tell thats exactly what she was asking. "Our connection is so much more than sex. That's why, if you want to with me, our first time will be so special, because we care about each other so much. I'm completely okay with how we are now. Clary, I've never been happier." Clary nodded. She started tear up a little, just because she was so overwhelmed.

"Ugh I'm being so overdramatic today. I'm sorry I'm asking for so much reassurance, I guess I was just nervous we would get here and you would realize how much you didn't need me, and that you'd stop liking me. But I'm okay now. I trust you completely."

"Good." Jace kissed her hand. "I'm going to go put some stuff away, and then I'll be back to tour you around, while showing off my beautiful girlfriend to the rest of my friends and family." He gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked out.

Clary was done in her room, and went out to find Jace. As she walked through the halls, she heard Kaelie talking to someone.

"Yeah, I tried to makeout with him, and he didn't want to. He also brought some girl here who he says is his girlfriend." She laughed. Clary peeked around, and saw her talking on the phone. "I know. I would be surprised if he doesn't leave her soon. She looks little. Yeah, like a child. You should have seen her, when I was all over Jace, she just stood there. I know, if the prince's family is being nice to her now, it's definitely for some reason. I heard she's poor too. She won't be in Idris long. Whatever, if Jace wants to waste his time, he wasn't worth my time at all." Clary tried to quickly wipe the tears off. But more tears happened. She didn't want someone to know, so she ran. Her vision was blurry from the tears, but she ran in the direction of the bathroom in her room. Once she finally reached the bathroom, she opened up the door, and leaned her back against it while she continued to cry.

Jace. It was ironic how the only person that could make her feel better was the one person she couldn't handle seeing.

She didn't want to tell him another reason she was upset. She wanted to be excited about everything. His parents were so nice, her room was so pretty, Idris was amazing, and he cared about her. She felt so bad she kept overreacting about things, but she was overwhelmed. She cried in the bathroom, and wondered if she made the right choice about moving.

What did you think of that chapter? Does Clary want to move back? Were the king and queen really being nice, or do they have another motive? How will Jace react now that he is responsible as Prince again? I hope you all liked it!

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