alexanderlighwood:

_{“When I was your age, younger, I had a parabatai.” said Robert.}

_{“Yes, Michael Wayland.” said Alec, not caring that he sounded bitter, not caring about the look on his father’s face. “I know. It’s why you took Jace in. I always thought you two must not have been particularly close. You didn’t seem to miss him much, or mind that he was dead.”}

_{"I didn’t believe he was dead.” said Robert. “I know that must seem hard to imagine; our bond had been severed by the sentence of exile passed down by the Clave, but even before that, we had grown apart. There was a time, though, when we were close, the best of friends; there was a time when he told me that he loved me.”}

_{art by x}