Cassandra Clare Quote
It's my motto, said Isabelle, with a sultry smile. 'Nothing less than seven inches.'Meliorn gazed at her stonily.'I'm talking about my heels,' she said. It's a pun. You know? A play on-Come, the faerie knight said. The Queen will be growing impatient. He headed down the corridor without giving Isabelle a second glance.I forgot, Isabelle muttered as the rest of them caught up to her. Faeries have no sense of humor.Oh, I wouldn't say that, said Jace. There's a pixie night club called Hot Wings. Not, he added, that I have ever been there.
Cassandra Clare
It's my motto, said Isabelle, with a sultry smile. 'Nothing less than seven inches.'Meliorn gazed at her stonily.'I'm talking about my heels,' she said. It's a pun. You know? A play on-Come, the faerie knight said. The Queen will be growing impatient. He headed down the corridor without giving Isabelle a second glance.I forgot, Isabelle muttered as the rest of them caught up to her. Faeries have no sense of humor.Oh, I wouldn't say that, said Jace. There's a pixie night club called Hot Wings. Not, he added, that I have ever been there.
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