"I won't attempt to persuade you to love me, to regard me, to focus on me. I merit superior to that; I AM BETTER THAN THAT...Goodbye."
"You have a great deal of duty now," Jace said to Julian. "You'll need to ensure Emma ends up with a person who merits her."
Julian was peculiarly white-confronted. Possibly he was feeling the impacts of the service, Emma thought. It had been solid enchantment; regardless she felt it sizzling through her blood like champagne bubbles. Be that as it may, Jules looked as though he'd been slapped.
"Shouldn't something be said about me?" Emma stated, rapidly. "Don't I need to ensure Jules ends up with somebody who merits him?"
"Totally. I did it for Alec, Alec did it for me — well, really, he despised Clary at first, however he came around."
"I BET you didn't care for Magnus much, either," said Julian, still with the same odd, hardened look all over.
"Perhaps not," said Jace, "but rather I never would have said as much."
"Since it would have offended Alec?" Emma inquired.
"No," said Jace, "in light of the fact that Magnus would have transformed me into a cap rack."
"Try not to be frustrated if nobody values your actual sentiments, since they don't merit them."
