"But how? Where is he?" i cried grabbing onto Magnus's cloak.

"You must understand that there are more things going on than just your love for Jace."

"But where is he Magnus?"

Magnus looked deep into my eyes. There was something there that i had never seen before. I fierce determination. I just wondered for what cause?

"First i must explain some things to you." he said, "I have worked in this castle for many years. I have seen the rise the Morgensterns. I have seen and heard many things around this castle for many years. Not everyone is happy with your family."

"Well of course. Im not happy with them either." i replied, eager to hear what he had to say.

"Yes, but no one was happy when your father was murdered. Things have been set into place for many years. Your father caused things to go out of control, and Jonathan only added to it. You were never meant to be married off, you were meant to be our Queen."

My breath was catching in my throat. What did he mean things had been going on for years? Was there an uprising in the midsts? Jonathan must have ruined the chances of that. But i still didnt understand how they wanted me to be Queen.

"I still dont understand." i said.

"There are many people in this realm Clarissa. From the lowborn to the high. We have suffered under the Morgenstern House for many years. We have been trying to revolt and take it down."

"But thats treason!" i cried out.

Magnus chuckled, "If you were lowborn what would you have done?"

I thought about that. If i had been lowborn i would have had a miserable life. With the taxes and the harsh punishment, it would have been a sad life. The people in the village were always starving. They suffered the worse of my fathers wrath. They suffered everyday due to the King's ruling. Hadnt i wanted to change that ever since i could remember?

"I would have tried to defy them too." i whispered softly.

"Exactly. Things are changing around here. We are tired of the oppresion and the rules. Your father was to die shortly before the marriage. Your brother shortly after that. We never would have let you be married off. I just never thought i would have fallen for Alec." His eyes turned wistful at the thought. I waited til he continued.

"Alec knows nothing, and i couldnt watch him be content with our suffering. All highborn think themselves above the law. They do as they please and they always will. It is time for a change. It is time for a new ruler. It is time for you to step up to the plate."

"But im only 17, how can i possibly rule? There has never been only a Queen ruling the realm." i say.

"It is time for a change. Your mother wanted this from the very beginning."

"My mother?" i stammered.

"She saw the suffering of many and decided to do something about it. She made connections and she made alliances. She is the reason why we are here today. She wanted a different life for her children. We are only sorry that one can not be saved."

He must have been talking about Jonathan. I agreed with him. Jonathan was just plain rotten.

"She started this revolt?" i asked.

"No, she just helped move it along. Then she died giving birth to you, and we have taken over from there."

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Be ready, because when it is your time you must be ready. Jonathan will not go down without a fight."

I nodded my head, "So then where is Jace?"

Jace,

All i remember is a blur. I couldnt remember the moving or where i was even heading. All i had known was the insufferable pain. My eye was swollen and my throat cracked and dry. I could feel death creeping up on me in a sudden wave. I knew i was about to die.

I wasnt afraid of death. I was only afraid for Clary. I was sure i imagined her finding me. I thought it must have been a hallucination brought on by the dehydration and starvation. I couldnt remember much, just the feel of the cold hard floor.

My face was hot and blistery. My eye was damaged beyond repair. I could feel its emptyness. The pain of losing my eye was enough that i blacked out every so often. I had never known a pain like that before. I could feel it getting inflammed. It would be infected soon and i would die quicker. That was okay with me.

I felt lost, i felt broken. I was not the man i used to be. I was now a man who had lost it all. Jonathan had taken it all from me. My life, my eye, my heart. He had left a bigger wound inside my chest than he had in my face. The thought of Clary suffering under him was enough to drive me insane. My sweet dear Clary, how i longed for a way to fix things.

My time finally came.

I was barely concious as i was dragged from the room. A cloth bad was yanked over my head and i was dragged away. I thought that it was now time. I was being led off to my death. I was only a comman man with a comman heart. I didnt matter to these people with royal blood. I was to die without enjoying life as it was meant. I didnt weep a single tear. I was too disoriented to even care.

I could hear distant sounds, the sound of horse hooves, the sound of children playing. I didnt know where i was headed and i was okay with that. I slipped in and out of concious and i lost all sense of time. I didnt know how long it was until i finally was free of the sack.

I was in a chair. I could feel people talking in distorted voices. I could feel fingers poking and prodding my flesh. Were they cutting me? I was too far gone to even notice if i felt any pain. My lips were opened abruptly and water cascaded down. My lips greedily drank from the source. My cracked lips cracking even more. I had never tasted anything so good.

Over the next few days, i was nursed back to health. I was slowly earning my strength back. I couldnt begin to understand why Jonathan would heal me, just to hurt me. Maybe this was part of his plan, to heal me just to make me suffer longer. I just hoped that maybe this time i would have a chance to fight.

My good eye was soon able to see images. My throat felt raw and scratched. It was hard for me to speak.

"Who are you, what do you want." i croaked feebly.

They never answered. When at last i was back to normal, or as normal as i ever would be. The people dressed in white came and washed me down. They washed as much dirt and muck of me as they could. They found me clean clothes to wear and even brushed my hair. My eye they had slowly nursed away from rot. It would never be the same and i would have one hell of a scar, but i would be ok.

The people left me where i was. I slowly and painfully got to my feet. My limbs were stiff but i was able to move them after i stretched. I was not imprisoned so maybe i could escape. I didnt have long before a woman entered the room.

She was beautiful, brown hair and grey eyes. She was a wonderful creature to gaze upon. Not as beautiful as my Clary, but still a unique creature. She looked me over. I remained still as she did so. I didnt know yet what this woman even wanted. Her eyes went to my eye. She extended her hand to feel the rough tissue. A frown was upon her face.

"Sit down Jace, you need to be resting."

"Who are you?" i asked as best as i could.

"My name is Tessa. Can you tell me who gave you these wounds?"

I didnt even hesitate, "Jonathan Morgenstern."

She nodded as if she already knew. She must have, for her to rescue me. Or was this just a trap of some sort. Her eyes were hard but i couldn detect any malice in them. She seemed okay.

"Do you know why your here?" she asked, sitting opposite me.

"I have no idea, ma'am"

She smiled, "You are involved with Clarissa Morgenstern, correct?"

Should i speak the truth? Would it get Clary in more trouble? The woman seemed to read my mind.

"Clarissa wont be in trouble. I just need to know where you stand."

"Yes...i...i love her."

She nodded once, "I assumed as such. Well Jace, i have some good news. We detest Jonathan Morgenstern just you do. We are determined to bring him down."

"But what about Clary?" i stammered.

"No harm will come to her. She has a bigger part in the history of this realm."

"Bigger?"

"Yes Jace Wayland, Clarissa will be our Queen."

Clary as Queen? She had a soft heart and a good soul. But she was only 17, how could she rule all by herself?

"Clary is only a young girl." i say.

"Yes, but soon she will be a truly married woman, to a strong man."

"Clary is already married, to her brother." I said.

Tessa hissed under her breath. Her shoulders went rigid.

"That is no true marriage. That is a despicable act under the lords of our heavens. They have not repected that bond since the day it happened. Jace, if Clary loves you as i think she does, then you will be King. Clary will hold the true power, but you will be there every step of the way. Making sure she stays true to her word."

Me? King? I was speechless. True, this was what i always wanted. I wanted to be with Clary for the rest of my life. i just never thought it would be as equal. Would i finally have a chance, at a life i could have never had? Would i be strong enough to handle it?

"But ma'am, im only a lowborn. How could i possibly be King."

"That does not matter. It is time for a change, it is time for a new way of life. You must decide now Jace if you are going to stand with us, or against us."

A new way of life? Is that what i truly wanted? Is that what Clary truly wanted? I looked back on all the times we spent together. She had always had concern for the wellfare of others. She had told me herself she dreamed of ruling one day with a gentler hand. Well here was her chance and i could help her!

I didnt think she was happy at all with Jonathan. I didnt even know where i even was. Was i close to the castle or far away? Would i be able to get her out of there soon? I didnt want to think of her suffering anymore at the hands of that monster.

I had witnessed Jonathans own cruelty. I had seen what he does to people that he is angry with. He had made me less than a man, he has mutilated me beyond repair, and he has tore the very soul from my body. But i was strong now. I was no longer a weak little man. I had my strength runnning through my limbs.

I would fight. I would fight for Clary until i died. I would do anything in my power to give her a happy life. Even if it means my death. She was a beautiful soul. A soul that needed to be free. She always had excitement when she talked about things that she loved. I didnt imagine Jonathan allowing her her freedom.

I wanted to kill him. Not only for what he did to me, but mostly for what he did to her. If my hallucinations were real, i had seen the pain in her face. At the time though, i was only worried about my own. I couldnt let that happen again. I needed to save her. I needed to help end this reign of terror. Jonathan was an evil man who needed to be brought down. The only question i had, was how soon could i be helpful.

"Tessa, i will do everything in my power to help your cause." i said, my back straight. I tried looking as strong as i could.

She smiled a true and radiant smile.

"As i knew you would," she held out her hand and i shook it, "Welcome to the Circle."

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