Lizette's POV
I ran through the large hallways of the Institute, heading towards the library, Grace close behind me, and threw open the doors. There was a large, cage-like structure, in the middle of the room, and inside the make shift cell, sat Jace, very obviously fuming at being confined. His gold head popped up at the sound of my entrance and he grinned, spreading his arms wide.
"Lizette! How nice of you to join us, little sister! Welcome to my new room, a little on the small side, but I'm sure it'll feel just like home after a few more hours!" His voice dripped with sarcasm, his smirk was bitter, and his eyes glared at the Inquisitor. I sighed and walked over to the cage.
"What'd you do this time?" Jace scoffed.
"Me? Do something? Whatever do you mean? I'm completely clueless as to what is going on at this current moment, and should like to know why i am being confined very much." The Inquisitor didn't so much as bat an eyelash, which I had to give her credit for, Jace was rather infuriating. I wanted very much to nudge him, or poke him, to give him a hint to stop sassing the woman, but the cage walls looked rather suspicious.
The Inquisitor turned to look at me, Maryse Lightwood standing a little behind her. "Miss Fairchild I presume? I shall have to ask you to leave immediately, you have not been summoned here and I have no intention of letting you stay here and feed his already rebellious attitude. Please vacate the area at once and do not return unless summoned." I looked to Maryse for support, but she simply shook her head and gestured for me to leave.
I glanced at Jace, and he shrugged. "Do as the hag commands then." The Inquisitor gave him a sharp look which he ignored magnificently, and I slowly walked to the door. I threw one last glance back at Jace, blue eyes meeting blue eyes, before he broke eye contact with me. I shut the door behind me and slid to the ground, leaning against the wall, my head in my hands. what on earth had that silly boy gotten himself into now...
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The Angel's Forgotten Child (A Mortal Instruments story)
Fiksi PenggemarHi, My name is Lizette Fairchild, I'm Clary's non-identical twin sister. My father kept me, experimented on me. I'm 90% angel because of him. Mother found me at the end of book two and took me in, so I'm about to start a new life in New York City, I...