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Sophie," He Said, And When She Gave Him A Stern Look, He Took A Hasty Swig Of The Posset. “miss Collins. I Have Not Yet Had A Chance To Properly Apologize To You, So Let Me Take It Now. Please Forgive Me For The Trick I Played On You With The Scones. I Did Not Mean To Show You Disrespect. I Hope You Do Not Imagine I Think Any Less Of You For Your Position In The Household, For You Are One Of The Finest And Bravest Ladies I Have Ever Had The Pleasure Of Knowing.

You Could Give Me The Past,“ He Said A Little Sadly. “but Alec Is My Future.

Love Potions? For Will Herondale? T’aint My Way To Turn Down Payment, But Any Man Who Looks Like You Has Got No Need Of Love Potions, And That’s A Fact.

The Front Door Shut, Leaving Alec Sitting In The Half-lit Garden, Alone. He Closed His Eyes For A Moment, The Image Of A Face Hovering Behind His Lids. Not Jace's Face, For A Change. The Eyes Set In The Face Were Green, Slit-pupiled. Cat Eyes.

All Lightwoods Look The Same To Me—