What am I?” he asked. “I am Edmund Herondale, and, my lady, I am always and forever at your service. If you will have me.” He smiled, and the smile was slow and devastating. In...
—Cassandra Clare
It would be ironic, Magnus thought, terribly and cruelly ironic, for one Herondale to be saved by love, and another Herondale damned by it.
—Cassanda Clare
Our fathers were demons,’ Catarina said. ‘Our mothers were heroes.
He hadn’t stopped wanting love. He had simply, somehow, stopped looking.
Magnus gave Alec a sidelong look as they climbed the rickety stairs. Alec caught the glance, and his breathing quickened; his blue eyes were bright. Alec bit his lower lip, and Magnus stopped walking. It...
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