[ She says no, and then starts talking anyway. He lifts his eyebrows as she throws down the old book. He doesn't touch it.
Alina has a book too, the Istorii Sankt'ya. The first time Sturmhond had given it to her, she'd been carefully possessive, and tried not to let him see. Which had been an absolute failure, because she'd worn her heart on her sleeve back then, and to a certain extent she still does. At least to his eyes.
Clary is just like that. He doesn't touch the book. ]
You were bringing it to someone. [ It wouldn't take a genius to guess. He leans back against his bunk, regarding her carefully. ] How would a book save her, Clary, what's in it?
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Alina has a book too, the Istorii Sankt'ya. The first time Sturmhond had given it to her, she'd been carefully possessive, and tried not to let him see. Which had been an absolute failure, because she'd worn her heart on her sleeve back then, and to a certain extent she still does. At least to his eyes.
Clary is just like that. He doesn't touch the book. ]
You were bringing it to someone. [ It wouldn't take a genius to guess. He leans back against his bunk, regarding her carefully. ] How would a book save her, Clary, what's in it?
A rune?