Character: Jocelyn Frey

Luc.
- Are you okay?
- Is it true? Jonathan alive?
- I couldn't believe myself at first.

- Touch Simon, the vampire, and very slowly she said, - and I hit you on the cat food. Understand?

- I think then I would have grown up others? How is she?
Jocelyn took time before she understood.
- Clary, she said. - You mean Clary. - To pronounce the name of the daughter was in pain; she is incredibly missed her and at the same time, feared for her. Sebastian loved her, Jocelyn thought; if he loved someone, my sister, and if anyone would know how deadly love someone like Sebastian, it was Jocelyn.

- Our daughter? She asked.
- She's here, ' he said, and took a step back so that she could see not only him, Isabelle and Simon waited in the corridor. Both looked very uncomfortable as if to see the embrace of the two adults was the worst thing they could see, even demonic realities. - Come with us, We're going to find her.

- ... However, your father chose me.
Clary wanted to say, "That's not lucky," but he restrained himself.