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"You've got a lot of responsibility now," Jace said to Julian. "You'll have to make sure Emma winds up with a guy who deserves her." Julian was strangely white-faced. Maybe he was feeling the effects of the ceremony, Emma thought. It had been strong magic; she still felt it sizzling through her blood like champagne bubbles. But Jules looked as if he'd been slapped. "What about me?" Emma said, quickly. "Don't I have to make sure Jules winds up with someone who deserves him?" "Absolutely. I did it for Alec, Alec did it for me -- well, actually, he hated Clary at first, but he came around." "I BET you didn't like Magnus much, either," said Julian, still with the same odd, stiff look on his face. "Maybe not," said Jace, "but I never would have said so." "Because it would have hurt Alec's feelings?" Emma asked. "No," said Jace, "because Magnus would have turned me into a hat rack."
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No one is ever the villain of their own story.
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"That's not the spirit of the law, Emma. Remember? "I thought it was 'the Law is annoying, but it is also flexible."
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"Hello? This is Clary Fairchild." "Clary? It's me, Emma." "Oh, Emma, hi! I haven't heard from you in ages. My mom says thanks for the wedding flowers, by the way. She wanted to send a note but Luke whisked her away on a honeymoon to Tahiti." "Tahiti sounds nice." "It probably is -- Jace, what are you doing with that thing? There is no way it'll fit." "Is this a bad time?" "What? No! Jace is trying to drag a trebuchet into the training room. Alec, stop helping him." "What's a trebuchet?" "It's a huge catapult." "What are they going to use it for?" "I have no idea. Alec, you're enabling! You're an enabler!" "Maybe it is a bad time." "I doubt there'll be a better one. Is something wrong? Is there anything I can do?" "I think we have your cat." "What?" "Your cat. Big fuzzy Blue Persian? Always looks angry? Julian says it's your cat. He says he saw it at the New York Institute. Well, saw him. It's a boy cat." "Church? You have Church? But I thought -- well, we knew he was gone. We thought Brother Zachariah took him. Isabelle was annoyed, but they seemed to know each other. I've never seen Church actually likeanyone like that." "I don't know if he likes anyone here. He bit Julian twice. Oh, wait. Julian says he likes Ty. He's asleep on Ty's bed." "How did you wind up with him?" "Someone rang our front doorbell. Diana, she's our tutor, went down to see what it was. Church was in a cage on the front step with a note tied to it. It said For Emma. This is Church, a longtime friend of the Carstairs. Take care of this cat and he will take care of you. --J." "Brother Zachariah left you a cat." "But I don't even really know him. And he's not a Silent Brother any more." "You may not know him, but he clearly knows you." "What do you think the J stands for?" "His real name. Look, Emma, if he wants you to have Church, and you want Church, you should keep him." "Are you sure? The Lightwoods --" 'They're both standing here nodding. Well, Alec is partially trapped under a trebuchet, but he seems to be nodding." "Jules says we'd like to keep him. We used to have a cat named Oscar, but he died, and, well, Church seems to be good for Ty's nightmares." "Oh, honey. I think, really, he's Brother Zachariah's cat. And if he wants you to have him, then you should." "Why does Brother Zachariah want to protect me? It's like he knows me, but I don't know why he knows me." "I don't exactly know ... But I know Tessa. She's his -- well, girlfriend seems not the right word for it. They've known each other a long, long time. I have a feeling they're both watching over you." "That's good. I have a feeling we're going to need it." "Emma -- oh my God. The trebuchet just crashed through the floor. I have to go. Call me later." "But we can keep the cat?" "You can keep the cat."
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"You could sketch me," said Emma. She flung herself down onto her seat, leaning her head on her hand. " 'Draw me like one of your French girls.' " Julian grinned. "I hate that movie," he said. "You know I do." Emma sat up indignantly. "The first time we watched Titanic, you cried." "I had seasonal allergies," Jules said."
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As long as you exist and I exist, I will love you.
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"This cat is looking at me with judgment.""He's not," said Jules. "That's just his face.""You look at me the same way," Mark said, glancing at Julian. "Judgy face."
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"Julian: "Wikipedia knows about everything. It might be run by warlocks." Emma: "You think that's what they do all day in the Spiral Labyrinth? Run Wikipedia?" Julian: "I admit it seems like a letdown."
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He hadn't wanted to leave Emma, but at the same time he'd thought it would help. Like an addict getting away from the source of his addiction.
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"I am so ready to hunt down those tiny adorable creatures and give them what for," said Emma. "SO READY." "Emma . . ." "I may even tie bows on their heads." "We have to interrogate them." "Can I get a selfie with one of them first?" "Eat your toast, Emma."
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He was drowning in want, his control shattering like glass blown out of a window by a blast concussion. He could almost imagine he heard the shards raining to the ground beneath them. The broken pieces of his willpower. Of his life.
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