Authoress Notes: Hi guys, as you can clearly see I've been re-writing and editing this whole entire story, adding new material and replacing a lot of the old stuff with a more fresh recent take. Don't worry, this story hasn't completely come to an end. It has about two more chapters and then it will be complete. I'm writing chapter seven as we speak, and it should be done by the end of the week.
Disclaimer: I Don't own anything except my OC Selene.
Chapter One
Morning had just begun to break over the once dark horizon in Idris, slowly awakening the world from its previous earlier dark of night. As the sun slowly rose over the city in the distance, the sky was painted in pretty shades of red, gold, and pink. The once cold, briskness air was now replaced with a much warmer temperature. Birds could be heard chirping from inside the small bushes and tall tree's, they were out of view and hidden quite well.
Idris, also known as the Shadowhunter homeland, located between Germany, France, and just on the border of Switzerland, was surrounded by large blue mountains capped with snow and lush, green forests. For it was a hidden sanctuary. From mostly mundane eyes. Many shadowhunters were born and raised in this land, and were trained there. Demon wards had been placed all around Alicante, it's only capital city, and it's outskirts, which provided protection by forming a hidden barrier. Any mundane who attempted to cross into it were instantly transported right back to where they came from.
Ever since the dawn of time, and mankind's first appearance on earth there had been countless and endless tales of the mythical and fascinating creatures which proved a great threat to human life and their very existence. There were beings that lived and lurked in the wild to track, hunt them down and devour them. Brocleind Forest was a large, thick forest located near Alicante, there were creatures such as chimera's, banshee's, basilisk's, black dogs, bears, and centaurs who inhabited its unknown terrain.
Werewolves and vampires also inhabited the forest, for they'd been bitter enemies from the beginning of time. Brocelind Forest was known to house several downworlder clans. There was also the realm of the dead where demons, ghosts, huge three-headed dogs roamed, and they were hidden right among society.
Demons—also known as dangerous, malevolent inter-dimensional beings with the ability to travel between worlds, whether of the living or dead, destroying everything which lay in their path. After they're completely destroyed on Earth or any other place, they return right to their home dimension also known as the Void.
And last, but not least, there were the beautiful and mysterious mermaids and mermen whom sang to sailors with their heavenly voices or by using their other gifts and talents to crash the man built ships on the rocks, leading them right to a watery grave. Of course, there was no real proof or shred of evidence that they existed. To humans, a mermaid or merman was nothing more than a mere fantasy.
Mermaids and mermen are mythical creatures which only merely exist in fairy tales, myths, and children's stories. A kiss from a mermaid or merman was one of the most powerful things in the entire world. Once they bonded to someone, the love between them never ever faded. Legends of these amazing creatures had been told in many different kinds of stories passed down from different generations. Some people said that they were the sirens of the sea with beautiful singing voices, that no earthly music could imitate. A real sailor might tell you differently. Men have searched endlessly for these amazing creatures, but not so many have succeeded.
The legend according to the books, says that a kiss from a mermaid or merman had the ability to grant almost any wish that a person desires most front the heart. Anything they could imagine, from love, riches, glory, and power. But there's a little catch: they mustn't be wicked or greedy because a sea creature knows if they are indeed pure of heart or not. Mostly by looking right into a mortal's eyes; they can feel from the inside if they are truly worthy of such a gift which they may bestow upon them.
Mermaids and Mermen as they appear in different cultural mythologies. Each different story explaining their abilities in a different way. Some sailors might tell you they are cruel sirens who love to lure people to their watery graves, but that is far from the truth. A true real sailor, one whom has sailed the seven seas and experienced things no other man has seen before will tell the tale quite differently. Many have claimed to have seen one of the mer-people; some have even claimed they've captured one in their fishing nets while on the high sea's.
For a mermaid or a mermen are the only creatures who are able to see between worlds; the sunny, bright warm land of mortals above and the cool, comforting crystal depths of the ocean below. Most of their kind rather prefer to stay discreet, far, far away from the prying eyes of humans, but there was one young mermaid and her friends, in particular, whom each desired something different. This is the story of that mermaid, Clary, and her two best friends mermen Simon Lewis and Magnus Bane.
This story is their own, along with that of their siblings, and for the prince, Jace, whom saw her and fell in love with her, and she with him. For when she saved him from nearly almost drowning. The very moment Simon looked into Isabelle's eyes, he was instantly in love. She was a version of Snow White brought to life. Isabelle had never seen such a handsome guy in front of her. The second Alec looked deeply into Magnus's eyes, he felt as if his breath was taken away. As did the merman warlock. For he'd never seen such beautiful blue eyes like Alec's.
Our story begins on a beautiful cloudless day.
The sun had all ready risen in the bright blue sky, as it's rays reflected across the dark crystal waters, which glistened like a thousand tiny diamonds. A warm breeze floated across the land, for the sea was friendly, reflecting the warm sunshine right back. Seagulls flew over the skies of Idris, as a school of dolphins jumped in and out of the waters, acting playfully, and happy. They twirled in the air, showing off, before diving back down into the ocean's deep depths. A few of the birds swooped along the water's surface, calling out to the dolphins, while some of them landed in the water, and began talking to one another.
At first glance, it was a rather very dreary and dull day, right out in the middle of the Atlantic and Arctic Oceans, but soon the sun started to shine down through between the tiny gaps in the dismal white clouds, as the dolphins continued to chat with their friends. They didn't seem to mind the bird's presence; for they felt at home and comfortable with one another. But right before they could finish their 'conversation', a ship suddenly broke through the early morning causing the seagulls to immediately scatter like the wind.
On the far shore stood a beautiful royal palace, which belonged to the dolphin's immediately vanished underwater, only to emerge a second later. Two sets of curious eyes watched the ship from afar, from beneath the waves themselves. However, as the ship continued to move, they all re-emerged and continued to watch it sail away. The ship itself made large waves, churning against the tide, in the clear, beautiful waters.
The crew on board were hoisting the sails, as a large net was cast over the right side, retrieving a large amount of various colored and types of fish. They were singing too, and their voices carried out over the side's and into the waters. One of the white sail's rose up into the air, revealing a wooden carving of the Angel Raziel on the front of the ship as it was adorned in elegant robes. His wings stretched out for towards the sky, as he held a sword and a cup in each hand.
These objects indicated were the Mortal Instruments.
Meanwhile a man with black hair was bent over the side, doubled over emptying his stomach out into the waves. Alec Lightwood was a tall, beautiful youth of nineteen with jet black hair, a muscular build, and light beige covered skin. Sweat glistened on his forehead, as he slowly got back up to the deck.
He was one of the prince's of the kingdom of Idris, his hand clutched at one of the ropes which was attached to the ships upper mast, as he leaned against the dark brown banister in front of him. He wore a simple dark blue t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and black boots. Alec was very kind, caring and compassionate. But also very shy and reserved at times. He often didn't open his mouth to speak. But he would only voice his opinion on a matter which he felt was particularly important. He was very loyal to his friends and family, and would always do the right thing.
"Alec, are you alright?" A voice asked from behind him. He looked up to see a girl with long black hair tied up into a bun, a few strands loose. Isabelle was his younger sister, she appeared to be about eighteen years old. Her dark brown eyes were lined with strong black eyeliner, hidden behind long black lashes, her full lips were dark red. She wore a pink and blue summer dress with several rose flowers printed on the collar, and butterflies designed into the fabric with a thin layer of white and purple lace covering the waistline, a silver snake bracelet wound itself around her wrist, and she wore a pair of pink stiletto heels, which completed her look.
She had a great sense of style, and was always researching and after the latest fashion or make-up trends. Isabelle was slightly more outgoing, and definitely a bit more promiscuous. Inside she was tad bit of a narcissist, and had tendency to throw temper tantrums. But like her brother, she was very loyal to her friends and family. She had a slight temper; which often caused her to loose her cool.
"Yeah Iz, I'm fine," he replied, lifting his head and trying to look at her. His skin was still slightly tinged green. He'd tried to sound more reassuring to her, but of course that failed, not working at all and then promptly bent back over the ships side once more. She rolled her eyes, while crossing both of her arms over her chest.
"You don't sound fine," his sister stated, before retrieving a small vial of a blue liquid from her dress pocket.
"Here, this should help you feel better," holding it out towards him. Alec's eyes widened as he took the glass from her. He looked at the liquid, eyeing it suspiciously.
"What exactly is it?" He asked.
"It's a stomach remedy. Hodge found it in the Gray Book." He raised an eyebrow at her words.
"Are you sure it's not one of your attempts to poison me again?"
"By the Angel, Alec, I know I'm not the best at cooking, and I've gotten myself into a few not so pleasant situations, but you know I would never attempt to poison you, Max, or Jace," she said with an exasperated look.
"Okay, okay, geez, calm down Iz, you know I was kidding," he replied, before slowly drinking the vial's contents, and turned back to his sister.
"At least Jace and Max are having fun on this stupid trip that Mom and Dad made us go on," Izzy grumbled.
"Speaking of which, where are they anyway?" Alec asked.
"Not a clue. They must've run off again."
"Most likely they're up to mischief again," one of the crew members spoke up from where he was working nearby.
"Someone really needs to put a binding rune on those two," Alec mumbled.
"I swear, Alec, one of these day's Jace is really going to get Max hurt. They never listen to anything that Mom or Dad or we say, and they're always causing trouble. Jace with that snarky attitude of his. You know Max idolizes him Alec," Izzy said.
Her brother nodded, "Yeah, he practically follows him around like a lost puppy dog, nearly all the time."
"You mean like when Jace see's a hot girl and immediately goes after her."
"Yep, that's so him."
All of sudden, carefree laughter rang above them. They both looked up to see two figures, one tall and one short playing in the crow's nest. Jace's blonde hair flashed in the bright sunlight, while a flash of Max's dark black hair streaked by. The older shadowhunter was fighting with Max who was ten years old, with two pretend wooden swords. His golden eyes were full of amusement, while Max's were full of excitement. They climbed down the rope ladder connected to the nest, finally coming down to the deck.
"There you two are! Jace, Max, where in the hell have you two been? You know better than to run off without telling anyone!" Izzy cried out.
"Mom and Dad put us in charge of watching over you both, and what would happen if one of you got hurt?" Alec added, chastising them.
Jace rolled his golden eyes, "You two worry too much. We were just playing around. It's not like I was going to fall down from the nest and break my neck or something. Mom and Dad wouldn't yell at you guys for something that was my fault. I was teaching Max here how to fight properly, right, buddy?" he asked, placing his hand on the younger boy's shoulder, while grinning proudly.
Jace Herondale appeared to be about 19 years old, with long golden blonde hair that fell past his shoulders, curling at the ends. He had a lean, but muscular build, and his face was long and angular, with full lips. His eyes were a golden amber color. He was very independent, and was seen as very sarcastic, arrogant, and self-centered. He truly believed that he was the best shadowhunter to ever live. He wore a light gray t-shirt, a black leather jacket, skinny black jeans, and black sneakers.
But deep down, he really cared about his family and friends, even though sometimes he refused to admit it, and would always do the right no matter how tough a situation was.
"Yeah, Jace was just showing me a couple of killer moves on how to take out a few demons. It was so cool!" Max grinned widely.
"But we're prince's and Iz's a princess, royalty doesn't do that kind of stuff. It's not proper," Alec replied, tight lipped.
"Alec's right, after all we're supposed to be looking out for one another, not getting hurt and into trouble or mischief. You both need to careful."
Max giggled, "Whatever you say big sister!" He said, before Jace ran up towards the front of the ship with Max following him.
"Isn't this great, you guys? The sun, with that fresh, salty sea air, the beautiful endless ocean, and the wind blowing in our faces?" He called over his shoulder, before taking a hold of the rope, while closing his eyes for a mere second, letting the wind caress his face.
Beside him, Church, a fluffy large cat with blueish-gray fur, yellow eyes, and a slightly squished in face, placed his paws up onto the banister and meowed in response to the siblings and Axel a golden retriever and chocolate lab mix barked in agreement, the wind billowing through their shiny coats.
"I agree, Jace—it's a perfect day to be at sea!" Max added, before they turned to see Alexander Velrac who was doubled over the side now as well. His pale skin was flushed slightly green.
"Oh yes, your majesties, how perfectly delightful," he said wryly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, while raising his head to glare at the siblings, and before long, felt another wave of nausea come over him.
"The wind is surely strong today, and the sea herself is being nice for a change," said another sailor, who was tending to a rope on the mast, which Jace ran over to help with him.
"Oh, come on lass," a voice said from behind all of them. They turned to see Hodge Starkweather, the captain standing just a few feet away, his gray eyes filled with amusement. "You honestly think that we would let any sort of harm even come to one of our prince's did ya?"
"It's not like one of us going to toss Jace overboard for misbehaving," Jordan Kyle, one of the other crew members, added with a wry grin.
Isabelle glared at both of them. "You better not," she retorted.
"Or our parents will gladly have you arrested for treason and handed over to the Clave, and then stripped of your marks," Alec replied, his voice bordering on smiles almost immediately left Jordan and Hodge's faces.
"We were just joking, of course no harm will come to any of you," the tall boy said quickly.
"If any of you even went overboard, seeing how King Lucian is in such a great mood, I doubt he'd let any of you drown," Hodge said.
"King Lucian? Who is he?" Jace asked.
"Why, the ruler of the mer-people my young friend," said another sailor with a dark red beard, as he reached into a net of fish they'd just caught and tossed them by one by one into a barrel, before Jace, Alec, Max, and Isabelle turned their attention to him.
"I thought all shadowhunters and downworlders knew about him," Jordan said.
Izzy raised an eyebrow, "Mer-people? There's no such thing. We have books almost on almost every subject in the library back home, and there's not one shred of evidence to back up your claims."
"Exactly, Princess, don't listen to these fool's stupid nonsense," said Axel as he straightened out his shirt.
"Oh yes there is, my grandfather saw one with his own two eyes," Hodge insisted.
"Really? That's so cool!" Max said.
"Wow, that does sound cool," Jace agreed.
"Aye, my young friends, it was a long time ago you see. He was just a poor fishermen; on his boat one day trying to make a living just like everyone. He was attempting to catch some fish in order to sell at the market, but his net kept coming up empty. The next thing he knew, there was a cry for help on the left side of the boat. He looked down and saw what appeared to be a young woman with fiery red hair and green eyes trapped inside the net."
"As he got closer, the sight before him amazed him. For where two legs would've been was a tail, the color of a red lotus on the most beautiful sunset. My grandfather noticed that there was large cut on her fin, and she told him it was from a horde of pirates who had tried to capture her earlier that day. He released her and even helped to bandage up her wound, she thanked him and asked if there was any way she could reward him. For looking into his eyes, she could tell that he was pure of heart and good. According to legend, a kiss from a merman or mermaid has the ability to grant any wish from a person's heart."
"He told her that there was no need, and told her to be on her way. The very next morning, he found a box which rested at the foot of the ship's edge, and inside was a collection of jewels. Enough for him to buy a grand ship. And I can bet it's the same mermaid whom he saved too, that she placed the bag of jewels there so that my grandfather could pass this ship onto us."
"Wow, what an amazing story," Izzy said, her dark brown eyes shining with happiness.
"Your grandfather sounds like a great man for what he did," Alec added.
"Yeah. I want to meet a mermaid," Jace stated.
"Of course, you only want to meet one so that you can use them to get what you want," his parabatai said with a knowing twist of his lips.
"So it works out to your advantage," Izzy added with a pointed raise of her eyebrows.
"I do not!" The blonde retorted.
"That was a touching story, not that it matters really. But with all due respect, my dear captain, you shouldn't be filling these poor royals head's with lies," Axel rolled his eyes. Hodge's eyes immediately filled with anger, as he walked up to Axel with a fish in his hand, holding it close to the man's nose.
"It ain't nonsense, you idiot, it's the truth. Why would I make up a tall tale about something like that?"
"Because you're an old fool," he stated. They continued to bicker and argue over the next couple of seconds, before the fish in Hodge's hand became loose and was able to escape his grasp, and jumped back into the ocean. Jace, Alec, and Izzy retreated to the upper part of the deck and spent the rest of the afternoon hatching a plan to catch one of the sea creatures. Max played with Church and Ash.
The underwater kingdom below the dark waves was a beautiful place. It was bright near the surface that morning, with the sun's gentle golden rays shining through, right down to the ocean floor. Those dark depths in particular shone brightly with their own shadowed cool to the touch radiance, and perhaps were more inviting and welcoming. Various multicolored coral in different shapes and formations added a nice touch and unique designs to the very still, sandy floor, as well as the various sea life of all shapes and sizes.
Fish darted and in out of their coral homes. At further glance, some were round and colorful, while the others were more sleek and a lightly colored silver or white. Every so often, a shark, dolphin, or other sea creature looking for its next target which would later become its meal would swim through. But there wasn't any kind of disturbance in the peace. While the natural ocean life itself was quite boring, tranquil and stupid, but on this happy sunny day, life in the mer-kingdom of Atlantis seemed far from unhappy or boring.
Atlantis itself was a glorious and beautiful underwater kingdom, designed and built with the utmost of beauty. Tiny but quaint looking little houses lined the sandy landscape, some of them made up of kinds of coral and marble, that sparkled in the sunlight. With a lot of hard work, the coral itself was smoothed and elegantly fashioned into little small homes, some of which were square and some round, with large open windows to let in the view. The marketplace itself was a large square, with many stalls of all sizes lining the streets, selling all kinds of different goods from medical sea plants, to the most expensive luxurious jewelry. But perhaps the most striking and beautiful establishment in the city was the grand palace which rested on the horizon. It overlooked the houses and city like a strong safe guardian.
The castle was all in awe-inspiring itself, surrounded by tall walls of shimmering marble. There were no gates to close it off. The peaceful king, Lucian 'Luke' Graymark, believed strongly that his people should feel welcome when they needed to consult him and his queen, Jocelyn Fairchild-Graymark. The building itself was a magnificent structure, a large oval shape, with many arches and small windows. There was a large stone marble arch way connected to a small square tower, and a few rounded rooftops and rooms with the same design on the top were scattered about. Golden coral shimmered, adding a nice touch to the castle, making it seem from afar that the walls were connected.
At the end of a large courtyard, which had tall marble pillars, were the large doors which served as the palace's entrance. These gates were a beautiful turquoise color, decorated with designs as if they'd come from Idris itself. In fact, the entire ocean city looked like an underwater version of Idris. This was because of the mer-people used a lot of the magic and spells which were discovered in the caves and trenches, and because of the shadowhunter's rich history, they'd discovered a unique fondness for its architecture. Many of the Nephilim's shared and loved this these idea's, and were very fond of it, but there were those who did not. That estranged, but small minority lived in the very outskirts of Atlantis, in a dark shadowed part of the sea, where no mermaid, merman, or sea creature ever dared to set foot, an exiled former shadowhunter, a sorceress, and their followers lived.
It was mostly in a place where everyone who was banished there believed that Atlantis should go back to how it was during the dark ages also known as The Uprising. Back then, the great city was a land wrought by destruction and tranquility, and war. A place where the Greatest Demons and creatures of darkness ever to roam and walk the earth, but were stopped and sealed away by the Shadowhunters and Downworlders.
Many of the citizens' of Atlantis urged for that part of the kingdom to be eliminated and destroyed, but Lucian and Jocelyn refused to do that. They, along with the members of the court, believed each world and side could co-exist side by side in peace, without any problems standing in their way.
Currently the city street's themselves were bustling with excitement. Many mer-people were decorating and purchasing gifts, food, and other things for the Crown Princess's Clary's birthday. Laughter, chatter, happiness, and gossip filled the marketplace, where many of the citizen's were browsing and shopping, and merchants and customers alike haggled for great prices. The streets were alive with the various colors of hair and fins of the Nephelium Atlantean's, or as the human's above knew them as the mer-people of the sea. Golden sunlight shone through the waters, as the city bustled with excitement for the special event that very day: The long-awaited eighteenth birthday of the Crown Princess Clarissa 'Clary' Fairchild.
It's known and said in Atlantis when a mermaid or merman comes of age, and turns eighteen it means they've finally come of age and are officially ready to enter society. It also symbolized their very first visit to the world above the ocean waters. For a mermaid or merman, whether they were royal or not, it they would finally be able to see the human world with their very own eyes. Not many of the mer-people liked the human realms, they much preferred living underneath the cool, waves because it beat sitting in the hot burning sun all day. Even within the palace walls, the royal member's of the family and their servants were hard at work preparing for the grand celebration which would take place that very afternoon.
By the royal palace gates, a young mermen was busy hanging green and lavender colored seaweed and small pearly lights along the palace's walls, and some Japanese style lanterns which burned softly with an orange light. These decorations in particular were to welcome the many guests into the palace for the celebration, which would consist of a musical concert and a large banquet to follow soon afterward.
Magnus Bane was the high Warlock Of Atlantis, and known for throwing very lavish, expensive parties which were the talk of the kingdom. He appeared to be of Asian descent with dark black hair styled nicely, dark brown eyes, and a heart-shaped face. He had a lean, but muscular body. His eyes were lined with a strong black eyeliner. He was very fond of glitter and wore it with almost everythig.
His tail was a beautiful dark lavender color, with blends of red and black streaks running along the sides, and his ends were a lighter shade of purple. Each and every mermaid and merman's tails were different and designed differently from birth it was decided what it would be.
He quickly finished up the decorating, and swam back towards the palace where a throng of mer-people were beginning to enter the palace, through the doors and swimming for the large ballroom. Mer-people of all ages, shapes and size had settled into the marble benches, as a row of trumpet fish slowly lined up, playing the music which would announce the king and queen's grand entrance. The trumpets let out a loud, but pleasant sound, before a small yellow and golden-colored seahorse wearing a sash around his neck with the royal family seal sewn onto it, appeared, clearing his throat.
"Announcing their royal highness's, King Lucian, and his beautiful wife, our lovely Queen Jocelyn!" He announced proudly. From a small opening in the ballroom, a golden seashell carriage appeared, pulled by two dolphins, with the king and queen themselves. Luke was a handsome merman with dark brown uneven looking long hair, and dark grey eyes. He had a very muscular build, and his tail was a dark onyx color, with gold and brown flecks designed into it. In his hand, he held a black and gold trident.
Jocelyn was a young woman with a slim, willowy type figure, narrow hips and an hourglass figure. Her eyes were a pretty green color hidden behind dark lashes, and very defined, sharp features. Her tail was a pretty dark red-rose color, with shimmering scales, and her fin fanned out like the red lotus flower on a beautiful sunset. The crowd cheered for their king and queen, as Luke pointed the trident he held in his hand towards the ceiling and made fireworks burst in colourful explosions and a crystal chandelier, which made them cheer even more.
"And presenting the court's very own talented, excellent in his class court composer, his royal highness Jonathan!" A smaller seashell carriage came into view, in it was the young crown prince himself. Jonathan had a platinum colored blonde hair, and was tall and muscular, with a pale face, with very high cheekbones. His eyes were a beautiful dark green color, just like his mother's. His tail was a dark red color, with black and red streaks, and the ending fins a combination color of both.
"I've have been really looking forward to this performance from the girls," Luke murmured to his wife and son, as he and his wife settled into their chairs in the balcony view on the far side of the room.
"I have been too, the girls have worked so hard," Jocelyn added with a smile.
"Yes, Father, this will be the greatest concert you've ever allowed me to work on. My sister's will be amazing!" Jon said. Luke smiled.
"Oh yes of course, especially our little Clary," he replied.
"Ah yes, she has the most beautiful voice in the whole kingdom," Jonathan said, as he swam towards the front of the stage. "Yet, if only she'd bothered to show up for rehearsal once in a while," he mumbled underneath his breath.
The concert started just a few minutes later, as lively music filled the room. The five royal mermaid sisters; Tessa, Camille, Selene, and Lydia appeared from within the large shells. They sang their parts perfectly, and in tune, twirling, dancing, and moving their bodies in sync to the music. Soon another shell began to rise from the very center, as the music built up in tempo. Luke and Jocelyn smiled happily, as Jonathan looked back to grin at them.
The shell itself slowly began to open, as the sister's gathered around it, singing happily, raising their hands towards the shell, opening their eyes, before gasping in horror. The shell was empty and Clary was nowhere to be seen. Luke's happy expression all of a sudden faded, as Jonathan too gasped, he held up his hands to his mouth, and glanced back towards his father. Rage and anger began to slowly build up inside him; as his body and trident began to glow an ominous red color.
"CLARISSA!"
"Where in the world could she be?" Jocelyn asked, her green eyes swirled with immediate worry.
"Your majesty, I was informed by one of the palace guards that they went to explore the graveyard of ships," one of the seashorses said.
The expression on Luke's face went from angry to worried, "Go find them Magnus, and bring them back. I'll take care of this when you return," he said.
Magnus placed his hand on her shoulder, "We'll find them Jocelyn, I promise," he said.
"Please do, she's my baby, and I don't want to see her or our other children get hurt," Jocelyn added.
Luke nodded, "Neither do I Jocelyn," he said.
"Come on, we'll go look for them," Catarina added.
"We will, your highness's," Magnus said, and they set off to find his friends with his long time friends a fellow warlock accompanying him.