~Magic, love and betrayal~
Lisa Cartwright's mundane life, as a demon-killing shadowhunter, was shaken at its foundations by a series of mysterious murders. As she starts her quest, determined to find the cause of these assassinations, she finds th...
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"Sometimes the spirit of a man isn't strong enough to survive the ghosts of his past" -Colleen Hoover
Two weeks later
"Entreat me not to leave thee, or return from following after thee." A circle of flames surrounded Lisa, she smiled and looked into Anna's eyes. "For whither thou goest, I will go, and where thou lodgest, I will lodge." Their voices echoed through the cold corridors of the Silent City. "Thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried." She took another step closer to her friend until her circle of fire merged with Anna's. "The Angel do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me." They spoke the last words of the parabatai oath under the supervision of a Silent Brother.
Lisa gripped her stele more tightly as she drew the binding rune on Anna's arm. She closed her eyes and felt the heat of the flames on her skin as Anna took turns drawing the rune on Lisa's shoulder with precision. She had never felt so close to Anna. Something she desperately needed in these times, commitment. Her eyes lit up, Lisa smiled for the first time in weeks. They put their steles back and her parabatai pulled her into a familiar hug.
The Silent Brother announced the end of the ceremony by escorting them outside. They climbed the steps of the dark and cold city side by side, on their way to Idris. There would be a party in honour of their ceremony. Anna was wearing a bright yellow dress for the occasion, which looked beautiful on her. She whispered another compliment in her direction, which made her laugh.
"That black dress isn't bad either," she winked. Lisa blushed, the dress came to her ankles and she had to admit it matched her new parabatai rune nicely.
Sunlight touched her face, she felt at home when she saw the demon towers of Idris light up. Her friends were waiting for the duo, each dressed in formal shadowhunter uniforms. When Jonathan saw them, he embraced his sister and Lisa. She could see how proud he was of them both. His gaze lingered in hers for a moment before turning and joining his parents. She felt like part of the Starkweather family, even more than before. It was the first time Richard looked at her with pride. She heard Marianne say they were going to be great parabatai.
Anna strode over to Olivia, more confident than she'd ever seen her. The corner of Lisa's mouth turned up as Anna kissed the black-haired girl on the cheek. She was glad she had the guts to do it in public.
She on the contrary. Again her eyes drifted to Jonathan, who was wise enough not to stare back. She had insisted for days that Thomas would come back. That he had destroyed the scepter on his own, for their safety. Or that at worst, he'd handed the weapon to the Clave, like an exemplary Centurion.
None of that was true. Otherwise, they would have known long ago, he would have come back already. Now she could only imagine what he was up to with this ancient scepter.
It seemed as if her friends had erased events from the past month from their memories. Everyone smiled and didn't seem terrified of being cheated by a supposed ally.
