Pandemonium: Chapter 5
Most Characters depicted herein belong to the wonderful Ms. Cassandra Clare. Some characters or objects may refer to the works of other authors; this is done intentionally, but is just really brief because I like allusions. There are also some characters created completely from the deep recesses of my mind; don't hate them. This story is purely a work of fiction; any resemblance to events past or present is entirely coincidental.

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The scintillating man was stunning; he was tremendously tall, with raven hair, caramel colored skin, and the most interesting eyes in the world. Alec stopped in the doorway, unable to continue moving with the thought of the man. He looked so young too. How could he be any older than Alec, who was 18. The man seemed his age, yet he was an advisor.

While going over these thoughts in his mind, Alec was approached by a boy his age with silver hair; at first, in his distracted state, Alec didn't recognize him, but then he realized that it was his father's Larcena, Carstairs. Alec smiled broadly and asked, "Carstairs, what are you doing here?"

Carstairs, quickly embraced Alec and told him, "Your father sent me here to be your Larcena, since you need one now; he and I thought it best that you had a familiar face around while you adjust yourself. Let me introduce you to the rest of the council. This man here," Carstairs pointed to a boy with curly brown hair and brown eyes, "is Simon Lewis; he is well versed in dealing with nobles. You already know me, and that man over there," Carstairs pointed to the beautiful advisor who Alec had just been gaping at, "is Magnus Bane; he is one of the city's top citizens, and will show you around to help you get a hang of things here."

Alec hadn't heard the last part. His mind had wandered to Magnus' name, whispering it over and over again, quietly rolling it in his mouth, and wondering just how it would sound in the heat of passion.

He only then realized that everyone was staring at him intently. Unsure of what to do, he walked up to the Lewis boy, and shook his hand; then, he walked over to Magnus; he was immediately struck by the scent of sandalwood, that was so tantalizing. When he shook his hand, he felt how soft and smooth they were. Magnus flashed him a smile that displayed his brilliantly white teeth, and quietly intoned, "Your Highness," with a quick bow of the head. His voice was luscious.

"Call me Alec," Alec quickly said. Magnus looked at him with shock and awe; it wasn't proper for an advisor to address his liege by his first name, but then he quickly recovered, smiled, and said "Of course, Alec."

Alec nearly shuddered hearing that. The way his name sounded in Magnus' voice was so sensual, Alec could barely control the direction his mind was going. Then, to his ultimate surprise, Magnus told him that they would be going to view the various quarters of the city together. Alec could barely contain himself at the thought of being alone with Magnus. They decided it would be best to leave in an hours time.

Alec quickly returned to his room and began to prepare, unsure of what to expect from Magnus. He wasn't even sure if Magnus had noticed him the way he had, and then of course, there was Jace his golden boy.

By the time he reached the Palace exit, Magnus was already there, but to is confusion, so was Jace. Then it occurred to him: a Prince could not leave the palace unaccompanied by a guard. It was a strange thought, that the two men who took the most space in his mind would be engaged in a conversation in front of him. It occurred to him that he would not be spending much time looking at the city today, he had other sights that were much more interesting.

The two boys noticed him standing there, staring at them. They quickly turned and bowed. Magnus began to speak, explaining to Alec that Alicante was divided into 6 different sections: The City of Glass in the center, where they were now, The City of Bones directly to the south, The City of Ashes immediately to the latter's west, The City of Fallen Angels immediately to the last quarter's north, The City of Lost Souls immediately to the previous' east, and The City of Heavenly Fire immediately to the prior one's south, connecting to the City of Bones on the other side.

Alec didn't catch a word of that. He was too busy staring at Magnus' mouth, the way his lips curved ever so slightly upwards, the shape they formed when he made vowels, and the adorable way his tongue occasionally clicked with his teeth.

Magnus failed to notice that Alec wasn't listening to a word he said. He silently proceeded out the exit and was followed by Jace. It was only then that Alec noticed how tight Magnus' pants were, and how well formed his ass was too. As he exited the Palace for his escapades in the city, he was found himself comparing the boy's asses; Magnus had a rounder, fuller shape, but Jace looked very firm.

Alec realized that they had already exited the Palace grounds and were in the City of Glass; he needed to concentrate, so he looked outside and focused on the beauty of the city, bustling with people going about their daily routines. It took all his self-control to not stare at either of the boys in front of him, the one who glowed like the sun and the one who scintillated like a star.