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[...] they found Magnus lying on a long sofa.

Alec started toward it, and his father moved to put a hand on his shoulder. Alec stopped where he was, his whole body tense. "Let me go," he said.

The glass he was holding slipped out his hand. It hit the floor and broke, Spoiler(cliquez pour révéler)and a moment later Magnus followed it. He seemed to fold up like paper, his head striking the stone with an ugly thump."

Profuse expressions of gratitude only embarrass me, though cash gifts are always welcome."

Why are you helping us so much ?" Julian asked. 'I mean, I know we're a likable family, but no one's that likable."

"No," Magnus agreed, with a slight smile. "No one is."

With a sigh, Magnus tossed the end of his scarf over his shoulder and stalked across the room to fill a glass from the decanter of wine that rested dustily on a table by the window.

Magnus kissed Alec and ruffled his hair with infinite tenderness. He bent to kiss Max, too, and Rafe, and straightened up to begin to create the Portal."

Everyone stared at him. This was a Magnus Bane people rarely saw, Julian thought. A Magnus whose good cheer and casual optimism had deserted him. A Magnus who was remembering the darkness of all he had seen over the centuries: the death and the loss; the same Magnus Julian had seen in the Hall of Accords when he was twelve, begging the Council in vain not to pass the Cold Peace, knowing that they would."

"Alec," Magnus said, reaching out a hand, and his voice was less a warning than a sort of stripped-down urgency- the uncanniness of Faerie had come into the room, and Magnus was moving to protect what he loved. Alec didn't move, though, only watched with steady blue eyes as a shadow rose against the far wall.

Magnus Bane," said Gwyn. "It has been a long time."

Alec kicked Magnus in the ankle -probably, Mark suspected, to keep Magnus from saying something about how it hadn't been long enough.

[...] and Magnus's lover."

"You mean Alec," said Mark. "His name is Alec."