City of Rising Stars

Ch.18 London and Jessamine (Willem's POV)

   About an hour later it was only 11 when I arrived at the London Institute. It seemed far but it really wasn't. Somehow. I don't even know why I'm here. Before I could turn back I heard a voice. "Don't leave! I want to talk to you!" I turned around and stepped off of my horse. At the doors of the institute was a ghost. The ghost of a girl who was a couple years older. She has bleach blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. She was beautiful in fact. Anyone would say that. "Miss? Who are you?"
"I am Jessamine Lovelace!"
"Jessamine?! Is that why-"
"Yes that is why little Jessa has my name. Her mother knew me. She's a special kind of warlock. I'm sure you've heard about it though. But anyways, that's what I want to talk about. Little Jess. I've watched over her her entire life. She was named after me so I though why not take care of her. I don't want her to die a brutal death like I did. So I protected her. I just wanted to say that your ancestor William Herondale, is very much like you. And he loved Jessa's mother very much. And I want you to love Jessa just as much. Everyone needs a true love before they die. I didn't. I died out of sad and cold despair. I attacked by demonic automans. One minute I'm trying to crawl back inside, the next a blade plunges through my back and I'm slowly dying in pain. So go and love her. That's what you need for tonight. That's why you can't sleep. You need your Jessa. And I still need love. Go to her while you can. It's almost midnight. She's been thinking about you all night. Lying half asleep with you stuck in her brain waiting for you to go to her." I hop back onto my horse, thank the ghost of Jessamine Lovelace, and speed back to my true love.