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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Thankfully, they didn't stay in the orange perversion of hell for too much longer as Lucianda had invited them all to stay for some tea in the conservatory. An invitation which Magnus had gratefully accepted for them all. It was odd actually come to think of it how quiet Magnus had been the entire time and Ty began to wonder why... until he realised that Magnus may have been worried about what the older shadowhunters might think of him "That dirty downworld creature" "he even went and corrupted one of our own" Ty had heard people say not long before now. It was most usually the older generation but Ty had definitely heard people his own age say similarly hateful things. Nobody deserved to be hated for the role they were born into./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"The conservatory was just as beautiful as the rest of the house, though it seemed to be a later addition with a simplistic Edwardian twist. Each of the windows was rounded to a gentle point at the top and the framework was painted a bright white with gentle curl and wave accents around the double outside doors. The room was also filled with an array of both mundane and shadowhunter plants in pots, hanging baskets and even some snaking up a wall mounted trellis. Ty's favorite was the monstera which seemed to have taken up one whole corner of the room with its large, fan-like leaves. He also stared wistfully at the row of small potted prickly pear cacti that sat on one of the grand windowsills and thought of home. Back in LA he could always see what felt like hundreds of different cacti from his window though they were obviously much larger and older in the California desert. Ty was currently sitting at a table with Mangus, Kit and Granfer John while the rest of the party were at another table a couple of feet away chatting amicably. Around 5 minutes ago a young man introduced simply as 'the cook' had brought out pots of what Ty could only assume was tea along with trays filled with cakes, cookies and for some reason sandwiches? Ty was also mildly perplexed by the biscuits that sat on the tray alongside the rest of the sweets and upon closer inspection he could see that some of them contained what looked like raisins./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"'They're called scones here and are a sweet cake like food. Both Devon and its neighboring county claim them as their own and it's a surprisingly heated debate for some reason. You can eat them with jelly, which they call jam, and a thick if not basically solid cream called clotted cream. They're actually super good!' Kit leant in once more and quietly informed Ty a chill moved down his neck at Kit's breathy whisper/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"'Oh uh okay' Ty replied while carefully cutting down the center of the scone/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"'Hi, I'm Tilly please ignore my grandad he likes to hang on to the mundane tales to scare visitors' she rolled her eyes in her grandads direction/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"'See Tildy the city folks likes my tales' he smiled back at Magnus 'specially the fancy, glittery magical ones'/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"'Oh by the Angel' was all Tilly said in way of response before slumping down next to a wide eyed Anush/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Janus smiled at Ash, that sort of a poisonous smile a predator gave its prey before it pounced. It was late night in Faerieland and seemed to be particularly quiet too as if even the darkest of creatures was hiding from them. It had been a long time since they had been outside of the limits of their little cottage but since he had been in communication with that girl 3 years ago he had begun planning. Janus had wanted him to claim rights as the First Heir and take over Faerie, the entire downworld and then the shadowhunters who had wronged them so. Ash wasn't 100% on board with the whole "taking over the shadow world" plan… it seemed like rather a lot of effort even with his penchant for gaining perfect loyalty./p
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blockquote class="userstuff" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 1em; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0.643em; padding: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word;"
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"The house that the Heathermounts live in is loosely based off of two shops in the center of Exeter one of which was lakeland last I checked if you want to visit on google maps./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;" /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"'Ahh well me auld buy (man of an age above 30 ish) there be a couple round here that us knows uv (a couple i am aware of ) and surely a fooe (few) more' Ty tuned back in to Granfer John who seemed to be explaining known entrances to Faerie 'You gots (lots of extra s) the Tor up on Dartmoor likes youse found, them (they like to just add words sometimes)br /-br /'Ahh good lad gettin right in there (a sweet affectionate term for a young person) but do make sure you be putin the cream there down vursd (please put the cream on the scone first) for it do maddur (because it is important)'/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;" /p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"'Now Tarr steps, there's a real magical tale: they say the devil imzelf (z is a fun letter to add places) built that ther bridge an the locals wanted er (to) get over so they came to a deal that so long as the devil could sunbathe on pervekd (perfect) days then the locals could ave it the rest of times' Granfer John did have a way with storytelling Ty had to admit 'Now this one as a decent troof to it in at there's be a faerie who guards the portal on the bridge but it seems ee can only be there erry (every) so often as its an old and unstable Faerie gate is what'/p
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