Chapter 10: Pride Search email
After Alec stormed into his room, Magnus helped Maryse carry Robert into her room and tried to settle him on the four poster bed but because of the blue silk sheets he kept sliding off, so they settled him on the floor where he had slid down. Magnus took one last look at the bastard who had helped kidnap his own son and felt no sympathy for him as he walked out the room, trying to contain his laughter.
When Magnus had reached his room he walked in and calmly shut the door, then he slid down the door and started laughing hysterically and he didn't care who heard him because he could no longer hold it in. As soon as he was done laughing he picked himself off of the floor and started to glide to the dressing table and sat down on the plush beige stool that matched the dressing table. He sat down and looked in the mirror to see a wide grin plastered on his face, so wide that if it got bigger it might just split his face or cause really bad wrinkles as the skin tried to bounce back into its original position. The grin was a symbol of how proud Magnus was of Alec for standing up to his father. He sat there and thought; would he ever speak to Robert again? Magnus was sure the answer was no but he would not stop Alec if he decided to talk to Robert and perhaps forgive him, to be honest it would make it easier and less awkward if he did but over the time that Magnus and Alec had lived with each other, Magnus had learnt not to push Alec into anything he did not want to do otherwise you would regret it, just like what Robert had done to him. Robert pushed and pushed Alec to find what he called 'a normal relationship' with a female shadowhunter because that is tradition and the way Robert wanted, which made Magnus think that he is a spoilt man who always got what he wanted and that included Camille because what he was keeping from everyone in his family was that when Robert and Maryse were on a break, Robert had taken an interest in Camille, with her blonde hair and green, emerald eyes. This was how Isabelle Lightwood has Camille's ruby necklace that pulsed whenever a demon was near.
Magnus watched himself slowly calm down in the mirror, his grin slowly fading until it was just a memory in the slight ache in his cheeks. The alarm clock on the dressing table cut through the silence with Beep, Beep, Beep! Magnus fumbled for the snooze as if he had just woken up. The alarm was set for 30 minutes away from the wedding, which told Magnus that he had to finish getting ready and put his shirt on, his jacket, the bow tie and sort out the flower to go in the pocket of his jacket. Now normally this would have taken someone half an hour to get ready but because Magnus is a warlock it only took him a millisecond and he was ready with his hair freshly spiked and his makeup done. He had a swirly pattern done in eye liner going from the corner of his eye going to the top of his cheek. He had just enough time to marvel at his work when there was a knock at the door and then padding of feet retreating from the door. Time to get married!