Khalepa Ta Kala, Greek. It Means 'beauty

I Can Trust You, Jessie, But You're Clearly Not Well Enough To Go. Which Is Unfortunate, Since Aloysius Always Had A Weakness For A Pretty Face." "even More Reason Why I Should Go," Said Will.

Black For Hunting Through The Night For Death And Mourning The Color's White Gold For A Bride In Her Wedding Gown And Red To Call The Enchantment Down White Silk When Our Bodies Burn Blue Banners When The Lost Return Flame For The Birth Of A Nephilim And To Wash Away Our Sins. Gray For The Knowledge Best Untold Bone For Those Who Don't Grow Old Saffron Lights The Victory March Green To Mend Our Broken Hearts Silver For The Demon Towers And Bronze To Summon Wicked Powers -shadowhunter Children's Rhyme

And Quit Baring Your Fangs At Me. It's Making Me Nervous." "good," Simon Said. "if You Want To Know Why, It's Because You Smell Like Blood." "it's My Cologne. Eau De Recent Injury." Jace Raised His Left Hand.

But-" Maia, Still Looking At Alec And Magnus, Broke Off And Rasied Her Eyebrows. Simon Turned To See What She Was Looking At - And Stared. Alec Had His Arms Around Magnus And Was Kissing Him Full On The Mouth. Magnus, Who Appeared To Be In A State Of Shock, Stood Frozen. Several Groups Of People - Shadowhunters And Downworlders Alike - Were Staring And Whispering. Glancing To The Side, Simon Saw The Lightwoods, Their Eyes Widen, Gaping At The Display. Maryse Had Her Hand Over Her Mouth. Maia Looked Perplexed. "wait A Second," She Said. "do We All Have To Do That, Too?

Unfortunatley, Lady Of The Haven, My One True Love Remains My Self.