Jace smiled triumphantly at the cameras and held her hand, 'I got married, I got married. My god, I got married!' Clary could barely breathe with all those people watching and screaming and cheering for her as they got in the carriage that would take them to the streets of Alicante, it was a tradition that the princess greeted her people after she got married.

"Now is when you have to smile" he whispered to her ear.

"But I'm not happy at all" she answered, Jace sighed annoyed.

"Do you think they care?"

"Maybe…?"

"No, they don't. Now smile and show them how lucky you are to have me as your husband" Clary snored so she wouldn't laugh in his face.

"What you meant was: Fake a smile to show them what they want to see because you're dying in the inside" he tightened his fingers around her small hand until the only expression on Clary's face was pain.

"Whatever, just smile" she did and waved to the joyful people of all Idris, she had no other option. 'The married life, isn't it beautiful? And it's only getting started, Clarissa! You better be ready'

After the ceremony Simon didn't exactly go home. He was just walking down the streets of Alicante, where everyone was going crazy about the marriage, for other people he was lucky to be the princess' best friend, but for him it was nothing but a curse, watching Clary being forced to marry a jerk like that, he loved her, he knew better than anyone that she deserved better. But there was officially nothing to do, this was what he got, being insanely in love with a married girl who happened to be his best friend, or at least she was. The sound of his phone got him out of his thoughts.

"Hey, baby brother! How was the wedding?" Becky's voice was one of the most beautiful sounds he had ever heard.

"Do you even have to ask? I almost killed myself trying not to throw up!" his sister was one of the few people that knew how he truly felt about Clary.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Simon. I knew you would be like this… I wish I could be there for you, what kind of cruel and selfish older sister am I, uh?" she felt guilty of course.

"Rebecca Lewis, don't say that! You're the most wonderful sister in the entire world, this is not your fault… it's not anyone's fault, and nobody but me should feel my misery…" he was being a little dramatic, but how else was he supposed to act when his heart was being broken to pieces and those pieces to even smaller pieces?

"I know, but this doesn't mean you lost her forever, Simon." He thought that Maia and Helen would have something to deal with Becky's call.

"That's what everyone has been telling me for the last week, I may have not lost my best friend but I lost the girl I love and she never get to know it…" that was what hurt the most, he had always wanted to tell Clary what he felt but he never felt brave or ready enough to say it, now his chance was gone forever. How could she tell Clary "I love you" if she had a husband?

"I would want to tell you that it's best for you to say it, but it isn't… Clary needs some time to settle to her new life and we're not sure about how she could react" why did everyone but him have to be right? Why did he have to be the only crazy one in that situation? Besides from Clary, of course.

"I understood, okay? It will be a complete disaster if a tiny piece of truth comes out of my lips, I got it!"

"Things are what they are, Simon. This is what she chose; you really think she would have rejected a chance of a life time for your confession? Not really, brother, it would only have hurt more if she said that she didn't feel the same and then marry another one".

"All that I had left was hope, but now it's you who destroyed that too…"

"I do it because I care about, never forget that. Look, I have to go; my house mate wants me to help her with something… Life isn't over, Simon, you just have to see the bright side of it, you'll soon find someone who can love you back, ok? I love you so much, you fool! Give mom a kiss from me; tell her I miss her, could you?"

"Sure, Becks. Love you too…"

"And one last thing…!"

"What is it, Becky?"

"You have much more people that love you, alright? I'm pretty sure that your great adventure is only beginning"

"Blah, blah. You and your chatter! I think that the cold from Switzerland is freezing your brain! Just go already"

"Simon's a cry baby! Fine, goodbye, I'll see you soon!" she sent a kiss to her brother from the phone and hung.

"I wish that would have been a: I'll see you now, you were always a great shoulder to cry on, Becky" did he really have to live without the two girls he loved the most? What had he done wrong to deserve such pain?

Clary got to the palace shivering and terribly tired and feeling uncomfortable because of the cameras. Now it was time for her to introduce herself as part of the family officially, she had to show her respects to her in- laws and greet the Lightwoods, luckily she already met Alec and he was a very nice guy, it was good to have a friend inside the palace as all her friends were outside the palace.

"I'm so tired, these shoes are killing me!" she didn't even know why she complained if Jace wasn't listening to her.

"Don't scream! Do you know how many people can be hearing you?" he scolded her, she scowled.

"I'm not screaming! My voice tone is actually very low right now" she sat or maybe fell in the giant living room's beautiful and comfortable couch.

"You're ultrasonic, then"

"We haven't been married not even for a day and you're already so tedious! I said: for the rest of my days, how will I handle that?" she whined.

"How selfish are you! Do you think this is wonderful for me? I'll die trying to get along with you!" Jace was walking one side to the other, he looked a little funny but Clary hid her laughter to keep fighting with him.

"Oh, please, I'm an angel! Actually, my brother calls me "Angel of Idris"! You know why? Because I'm the cutest and most adorable girl in all Idris! Heard me?"

"You don't even get to be Angel of Alicante, you … how was it? Carrot!" he wasn't very good with the insults, what could she expect from a prisoner of the palace?

"At least I don't have duckling colored hair!" she tried to whisper, but it was no use.

"Duckling you said? You'll burn in hell for that!" they looked like five year old kids fighting, Jace approached her and they started hitting each other not strong enough for it to hurt.

"You'll burn in hell for calling me carrot! I'm pumpkin not carrot! You didn't even hear my nickname well!" She stood on the couch to reach Jace's eyes with her own eyes.

"It's the same! The only difference is that one is round and the other one is a little stretched, that's it! But you're right; you're not stretched at all, dear. When did you stop growing? At five?" he patted her head making her feel even angrier.

"You grew so much that your brain stayed in the clouds and now your head's full of air!" she pushed him aside and smoothed her dress.

"Says the one who as so much hair in her head that there's not enough space for a brain!" she gave him a death glare.

"Lady Amatis will know about this!" she threatened him.

"I'm sure I will, highness, but not as you'd wish. Please come down of the couch and put your shoes back on" said Amatis entering the living room not looking pleased at all.

"Sorry" Clary did as she told her.

"And prince, please fix that hair of yours, what will your parents think if they saw you like this?"Jace's hair was the proof that those two had been fighting.

"Blame your dear niece, Lady Amatis. She doesn't know a thing about manners!" said Jace looking himself at the huge mirror.

"Oh, really? I'll show you what "manners" mean in my neighborhood, I'll kindly break your nose!"Just when Clary was about to go for the jugular and declare herself a widow princess, Amatis put an end to it.

"Princess! You'll be out in one day if you don't control yourself, if you don't control yourselves actually! Now behave as grown kids and follow me for the greeting ceremony!" they both looked down and nodded as they followed Amatis trough the hall to go to the king's reunion room, when they looked at each other they showed one finger, only one. The door opened and Clary showed a little smile to her new family.

"Ladies first, please" said Jace with a fake smile too.

"Thank you, highness. Is good that we still have gentlemen in this crazy world" she said entering the room with a giggle.

"Your majesties and your highnesses, I introduce you to your new family member, her highness Princess Clarissa." She had rehearsed that; she will greet each family member and then bow. "Highness, please meet her majesty the Queen Mother". Clary approached Queen Imogen carefully and looking as happy as possible.

"It's a pleasure, majesty" and she bowed, the Queen Mother smiled joyful.

"Welcome to our family, princess".

"Their majesties the King and the Queen" it was a bit boring and unnecessary but the traditions were traditions.

"A pleasure, majesties" she bowed again, queen Celine smiled a bit but King Stephen seemed to be looking to a document more than his daughter in law.

"Welcome, princess. I hope you find the palace as a home and shelter for you" said Queen Celine.

"You're very lucky, princess" was the only thing King Stephen said.

"Their highnesses Prince Robert and Princess Maryse" Prince Robert had something that was a little frightening; although he looked much as Alec they had a different essence.

"What an honor, princess. You seem like a very gentle girl, I'm glad it's you who married my nephew" said Princess Maryse, she looked much nicer than any other person there, then Clary thought that Alec resembled more to his mother than his father.

"Be careful, princess. You don't always know who could be trying to harm you, but as long as you stay in the bosom of your family, you'll be safe" what a comment from Prince Robert, not only he was frightening but his words were too.

"Thank you" she said, 'I guess?' she thought.

"And lastly, his highness Prince Alexander" Alec stood up and took Clary's hands.

"Welcome, cousin. We'll have fun together inside here" Clary smiled at his words and nodded.

"It looks like they're already family" said Queen Imogen happily.

"It's because they actually are, majesty" said Princess Maryse.

"Of course, dear, of course. How much I miss my darling Isabelle, she would have been glad to meet you formally too, princess" the Queen Mother sounded really sad because her granddaughter wasn't there.

"I would have been glad too, majesty" Clary assured her.

"Don't worry, Clary. She said that she was coming back soon" Alec said sounding excited.

"Prince, watch your words" his father scolded him.

"Please, father, she's my cousin I'm supposed to make her feel comfortable" Alec tried to make his father angry, actually.

"But you should treat her more respectfully, highness" said his mother.

"My bad, I've been talking to him improperly outside the palace" Clary confessed without noticing.

"You already met each other?" Jace asked sounding surprised.

"We saw each other once. That's it" Alec defended her.

"You see? Please, watch your words" Clary felt that the environment was turning uncomfortable and so did Amatis.

"Well, the ritual of the first dinner will take place in a few moments. We should go, highnesses" she said sounding as calm as always, Clary asked herself how could she be so good with everything all the time.

"So soon? I thought we could've talked a little more!" said the Queen Mother upset.

"You'll have much time to talk to her, majesty. Don't worry" said King Stephen and then his eyes meet Amatis', there was something suspicious there.

"Well, a pleasure to meet you all formally and thank you very much for all your good wishes. I'll try to be the best princess you've ever seen, good night" Clary said finally and got out with a bow, her legs would hurt the next morning.

"Fawning girl" said Jace like he was coughing while they both went to the dining room.

"Its call being nice, you should try it sometime!" she stepped forward from him.

"I am nice with those who deserve it, get out of my way" he pushed her aside again.

"Well I remind you that I'm your wife, you should be the nicest version of yourself with me!" this time, she pushed him aside.

"What should I be a gentleman with you if you're nothing like a lady?" yes, they were fighting as little kids again.

"I am a lady, you jerk! You just don't see elegance when you see it!"

"I was born in a golden bed, if I don't know what elegance is no one does!"

"Stop it!" said Amatis turning to see the rude princes as they sat on the table "You're married now ,you have to act like a couple and more than a couple you should be a team, all Idris counts in you both for taking care of our nation, is this the image you want to give them? No, right? So just stop behaving so immaturely and try to say something kind to you both. Prince, you go"

"You heard her, Jace. You go first" Clary crossed her arms against her chest.

"Clarissa, you may not be the worst girl in the entire world, just the worst girl in all Idris. Now, it's your turn" both Amatis and Clary scowled.

"Fine, now I'll show you what being nice means. Jonathan, I think you're not the only blonde guy who looks like he's been dyed, there are much of them on gay bars and stuff!" Amatis covered her face with one hand completely disappointed.

"We have much work to do, for now just stay quiet until the food comes, alright?" and she left to the kitchen.

"You're such a mundane" Jace whispered at two seats from her.

"A what?" she asked confused.

"Someone not interesting and completely annoying from the human world, ah right! You didn't play with Izzy and Alec as I did, how could you know?" he was showing off? That was a game for two!

"Well, you're a… ravener demon!" she answered, Jace looked shocked.

"You read the shadowhunter's story, didn't you?"

"I did, it's the most popular bed time story in all Idris!" she answered, if you haven't read that story, you didn't belong to Idris and that was it.

"Well, I bet I read it before you did!" Jace was moody that day.

"No way, my grandpa used to read it to me since I was born" you see? Anyone can show if they want to!

"Oh, really? Well, my grandpa used to let me wear his crown"

"And my grandpa bought me my first painting set when I was five!"

"My grandpa said that I was going to be the most handsome prince ever!"

"My grandpa said that I was cutest and most talented girl in all Idris!"

"Well, your grandpa was a fool, then! He lied to you"

"Yours did also, you don't look so handsome to me!" well, Jace was pretty handsome, but she wasn't going to admit it!

"My grandpa wasn't a liar; he was the best king that Idris had!"

"Well, how do you explain that he had children with two different women?"

"How do you explain that yours only had one and his daughter unfortunately led to you?"

"That's it! I'm not talking to you anymore!" she turned her head so she wouldn't see Jace.

"Me either, I'm going to ignore you" Jace did the same.

"I decided to ignore you first!" That could've keep up all night long.

"And I decided it second!"

"Fine" and they didn't say another word. But started to get bored.

But when Amatis came half an hour after that, they were both asleep on the table! Jace snored and Clary spoke in dreams, she sighed and went to wake the prince up.

"Highness, they had some troubles in the kitchen, I'm very sorry. You should go to sleep" Jace rubbed his tired eyes and nodded; he approached Clary and touched his shoulder.

"Hey, carrot. We have to go to bed" Clary heard him of course, but that didn't sound so good so she pretended that she was still sleeping. "Clarissa! Wake up, damn it!" and then his soft touches became careless shakes.

"… And then Angel Raziel gave Jonathan the mortal cup!" she said sleepy and opened her eye a bit to confirm that Jace was still there "That's what the story says" and she got back to sleep.

"Stop pretending you're asleep, you're the worst actress on earth!" he continued to shake her.

"I'm not sleeping with you, Jonathan!" she yelled.

"What? You… think that we…?" and then he started to laugh.

"What the heck? I'm talking seriously!" she hit him in his arm but he continued to laugh.

"You fool! The ritual of the first night won't be until we have our first anniversary!" he gave her a touch in the nose and walked to the door. "At least I'll never be bored with you around!" he said and left.

"Oh, I wouldn't be so happy about anything. You'll see, you jerk!"

The next morning Clary was back in the studio, reciting the lesson to Amatis. She felt like she was back in school, but it was Sunday and she was the only student.

"From the top, highness" Amatis said, Clary sighed and began once again.

"King Edmund married Queen Linette, they had three children: Princess Ella, Princess Cecily and Prince William. When Prince William became the king he married Queen Theresa and they had two children: Princess Lucy and Prince James, then Prince James became the king and married Queen Cordelia and they had a son: Prince Owen, when he became the king he married Queen Lydia and they also had a son: Prince Marcus, when he became the king he had Prince Robert and later he married Queen Imogen and had a son: Prince Stephen who is now the king and he's married to Queen Celine, their son is Prince Jonathan and I'm his wife. The End "she had to try eight times until she said everything right.

"How were you supposed to say the end of the family tree?" Amatis scolded her.

"Prince Jonathan married Princess Clarissa, but that's me!"

"Still, you have to say it correctly. But you did a well, highness; you have a very good memory" Amatis said joyful.

'I hope that helps me remember to kill myself before I have to share a bed with my stupid husband' she thought with a smile.

"Knock, knock. Are you busy, your highness?" said someone at her back and she turned to see Magnus at the door.

"Magnus!" she ran to hug him with her bulky dress swaying.

"Sorry to interrupt, Amatis. But my lady has a dress try out and dancing lesson in ten minutes" he said with his arm on her shoulders.

"Sure, can you take her? The king asked me to meet him as soon as the lesson finished" she stood from her seat.

"Right, you heard that? We're going to…! Wait" her happiness ended when she finished understanding the situation. "Dancing lesson you said?" she was a bit scared about that.

"Your mother told us you weren't so good at dancing and we hired a teacher for you, highness" Amatis answered.

"But, it's unnecessary! Why would I have to dance anyways?" she said with a nervous smile.

"You didn't tell her, right?" Magnus guessed.

"She has been her one day and the Queen is pressuring me to teach her everything as soon as possible, I didn't have time!"

"It's ok, it won't be difficult, I bet you'll enjoy it!" Magnus assured her.

"No, no. I hate dancing, I never dance, dancing is my Achilles heel!" she started shaking.

"Well, that won't be such a problem, the Prince is very good at it" Amatis commented, but she didn't give a damn about Jace!

"Why do I have to learn how to dance?" she begged to know.

"For the Homecoming dance next week!" Magnus finally said.

"What Homecoming dance?"

"The one that the Queen Mother organized for the Lightwoods, highness" Amatis explained.

"Oh, by the angel…"

To be continued…

Dreamer.