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She Had Never Imagined That The Kiss Would Be So Brief And Desperate And Wild. Or That It Would Taste Of Holy Water. Holy Water And Blood.

He Gazed Amusedly Down The Table At Tessa. “you’re The Shape-changer, Aren’t You?” He Said. “magnus Bane Told Me About You. No Mark On You At All, They Say.” Tessa Swallowed And Looked Him Straight In The Eye. They Were Discordantly Human Eyes, Ordinary In His Extraordinary Face. “no. No Mark.” He Grinned Around His Fork. “i Do Suppose They’ve Looked Everywhere?” “i’m Sure Will’s Tried,” Said Jessamine In A Bored Tone.

Will: I Say We Sell Her To The Gypsies On Hampstead Heath. I Hear They Puchase Spare Women As Well As Hoses. Charlotte: Will, Stop It. That's Ridivulous. Will:you're Right. They'd Never Buy Her. Too Scrawny.

You Know How The Bonds Of Family Are, My Lady... They Cling As Tightly As Vines. And Sometimes, Like Vines, They Cling Tightly Enough To Kill.

I Don’t Think Will Herondale And A Sense Of Responsibility Are Even On Speaking Terms