Cassandra Clare Quote
My name is Herondale, the boy said cheerfully. William Herondale, but everyone calls me Will. Is this really your room? Not very nice, is it? He wandered toward the window, pausing to examine the stacks of books on her bedside table, and then the bed itself. He waved a hand at the ropes. Do you often sleep tied to the bed?
Cassandra Clare
My name is Herondale, the boy said cheerfully. William Herondale, but everyone calls me Will. Is this really your room? Not very nice, is it? He wandered toward the window, pausing to examine the stacks of books on her bedside table, and then the bed itself. He waved a hand at the ropes. Do you often sleep tied to the bed?
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