Previously:

"So do you love her?"

He shook his head. "No. I love you." Then he crashed his lips into mine.

Chapter 9

Love, Mirrors and Revenge

(Queens pov)

I pulled away from Jace's sudden force. "Now, now Jace. Let's not get carried away."

He pouted and huffed. Oh how cute he is when he pouts, I thought. Clary couldn't possibly be the girl Jace was talking about. But I sure changed that quickly. Okay, I'll admit it, I was jealous.

Jace was going on about this so called beautiful girl that swept him off his feet and stole his heart, while I was sitting right in front of him. Like, hello? That girl even tried to kill him and he was still falling for her.

"Jace? Could you go fetch us some strawberries from the kitchen? They're my favorite," I grinned.

He practically tripped as he ran for the kitchen. "Yes! Yes, of course, my Queen!" He yelled on his way to the door. When he finally reached it, he abruptly stopped and slowly gave me a formal bow before charging out the door.

I chuckled at his antics before sneaking out of the room. Men are so easy to manipulate, I thought. I silently found my way to the library. We had a grand library, only I couldn't care less for it. Except for a single book in the corner of the library that no one visited, that held all my secrets.

I found the book. Three shelves down, 23 books from the right. I checked to make sure no one was around before I pulled the top of the spine towards me. The shelf rolled to the left and stopped in a big bang. The shelf revealed a long dark staircase spiraling downward.

I started at the steps, my long dress trailing behind me elegantly. The hidden door closed behind me with another loud sound, trapping me in the darkess. The only thing illuminating my path was a fire torch every five feet. But I did not need them, for I had walked through this eternal night many times before.

At the bottom of the steps was a single room made of brick. The room was empty except for a tall oval shaped mirror hanging on the far wall. I gracefully made my way towards it.

A reflection of myself stared back at me through the mirror. She moved when I moved and had the same features as I did, but we were very different.

"Magic mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?" I asked it. The woman mirror awoke from just a copy of me into a copy of me that moved and spoke for itself.

"You are, your majesty. No one could compare," she said. I grinned, she always answers exactly how I wanted her to. "But hold, a lovely maid I see. Masks cannot hide her actual self. Alas, she is more fair than thee."

Impossible, I thought. "She needs to be sent to the gallows," I said nastily. "Reveal her name," I commanded.

"Eyes as green as the sea. Hair as red as fire. Skin pale as the moon(?)," she riddled.

I gasped and threw my hand over my mouth. "Clarissa Morgenstern." My daughter.

"Yes," the mirror replied. "The one your Prince fell in love with. She is still alive, but goes by the name Clary Fray."

"Everything Jace said was true?" The replica of myself nodded. The mirror rippled before changing to a girl, that I assumed to be Clarissa. She was leaning against a tree, drawing. Same old Clarissa. Except she was more beautiful than I remembered. Rage overthrew me.

"Send the demons," I demanded.

"But you're majesty, all dark magic-"

"Comes with a price," I mocked. "Yes. Yes, I know. I'm tired of all your empty threats. Just do it."

"Think about this My Lady," she tried.

"There is nothing to think about. I want Clarissa Morgenstern dead."

"You will regret it. Don't say I didn't warn you," she said before returning into a perfect imitation of me. I rolled my eyes, she was always so dramatic!

But I smirked as I found my way up the stairs. I knew what she could do. Clary will be dead by morning.

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Jace was waiting for me on my bed, frowning. "Where did you go my Queen? I cannot stay away from my love for so long."

I smiled. "Oh, just went for a walk to the library." Not a lie, but not the all of the truth.

He perked up and held out a bowl containing various berries. "Well I brought the berries that you wished for, I even brought blueberries, raspberries, cranberries-"

I cut him off by stuffing a strawberry in his mouth. "Mmm. Delicious, strawberries are my favorite out of all the berries."

"Another thing we have in common, I see." Poor prince, he's such a little love sick puppy.

(Simon's pov)

"I'm worried about Clary," I told Izzy. We were relaxing a tree above the cottage, where no one would hear or interrupt us.

"What's there to worry about?" She asked me casually.

"What if she really loved him? I dint want him to hurt her," I frowned. What if he didn't love her back?

"You look so cute when you frown," she smiled and gave me small peck on the lips. "I wouldn't worry. Clary has dealt with a lot of crazy stuff before."

"Yeah, I guess your right."

"Of course I'm right."

I rolled my eyes. "That's my Iz. Always knows what's right."

"Your Iz? What are we now?" she looked into my eyes and asked.

I kneeled on the branch in front of her and took her hands in mind. "Isabelle Lightwood, would you be my girlfriend?"

She grinned from ear to ear, that was promising. "Yes! Of course Simon!"

She crushed me into a hug. Had I been normal, I would have been knocked right out of this tree. But thanks to my awesome skills, I have great balance.

"Are we going to tell the others?" She asked me.

"Not yet," I answered. "With everything going on, I don't want to add more crazy."

She nodded. But I was still worried about Clary. We had all spent a nice two years together, but everything changed (A/N: when the fire nation attacked. Haha just kidding) when Jace showed up in all his royal glory.

That, I realized, was the start of all of this. Nothing will ever be the same.

So. . . short chapter. But some good stuff happening!

I had a lot of fun writing this chapter. I even mixed some stuff together from Mirror Mirror and the actual Snow White movie during the mirror scene. I really liked the way that part turned out!

and YAY SIZZY!

I have a joke that I just need to share: How did Abraham Lincoln plead when he was charged for murder?

He said he was in-a-cent (get it? Like innocent? I love this so much)

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