“I’m not a child.” Clary spun away from the desk. “And I don’t want to hear any more.”
“Clary,” said Hodge. The kindness in his voice hurt; she turned slowly, and looked at him across the room. She thought how odd it was that, with his gray hair and scarred face, he looked so much older than her mother. And yet they had been “young people” together, had joined the Circle together, had known Valentine together. “My mother wouldn’t …” she began, and trailed off. She was no longer sure how well she knew Jocelyn. Her mother had become a stranger to her, a liar, a hider of secrets. What wouldn’t she have done?
“Your mother left the Circle,” said Hodge. He didn’t move toward her but watched her across the room with a bird’s bright-eyed stillness. “Once we realized how extreme Valentine’s views had become—once we knew what he was prepared to do—many of us left. Lucian was the first to leave. That was a blow to Valentine. They had been very close.” Hodge shook his head. “Then Michael Wayland. Your father, Jace.”
Jace raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.
“There were those who stayed loyal. Pangborn. Blackwell. The Lightwoods—”
“The Lightwoods? You mean Robert and Maryse?” Jace looked thunderstruck. “What about you? When did you leave?”
“I didn’t,” said Hodge softly. “Neither did they …. We were afraid, too afraid of what he might do. After the Uprising the loyalists like Blackwell and Pangborn fled. We stayed and cooperated with the Clave. Gave them names. Helped them track down the ones who had run away. For that we received clemency.”
“Clemency?” Jace’s look was quick, but Hodge saw it.
He said, “You are thinking of the curse that binds me here, aren’t you? You always assumed it was a vengeance spell cast by an angry demon or warlock. I let you think it. But it is not the truth. The curse that binds me was cast by the Clave.”
“For being in the Circle?” Jace asked, his face a mask of astonishment.
“For not leaving it before the Uprising.”
“But the Lightwoods weren’t punished,” Clary said. “Why not? They’d done the same thing you’d done.”
“There were extenuating circumstances in their case—they were married; they had a child. Although it is not as if they reside in this outpost, far from home, by their own choice. We were banished here, the three of us—the four of us, I should say; Alec was a squalling baby when we left the Glass City. They can return to Idris on official business only, and then only for short times. I can never return. I will never see the Glass City again.”
Jace stared. It was as if he were looking at his tutor with new eyes, Clary thought, though it wasn’t Jace who had changed. He said, “‘The Law is hard, but it is the Law.’”
“I taught you that,” said Hodge, dry amusement in his voice. “And now you turn my lessons back at me. Rightly too.” He looked as if he wanted to sink down into a nearby chair, but held himself upright nevertheless. In his rigid posture there was something of the soldier he had once been, Clary thought.
“Why didn’t you tell me before?” she said. “That my mother was married to Valentine. You knew her name—”
“I knew her as Jocelyn Fairchild, not Jocelyn Fray,” said Hodge. “And you were so insistent on her ignorance of the Shadow World, you convinced me it could not be the Jocelyn I knew—and perhaps I did not want to believe it. No one would wish for Valentine’s return.” He shook his head again. “When I sent for the Brothers of the Bone City this morning, I had no idea just what news we would have for them,” he said. “When the Clave finds out Valentine may have returned, that he is seeking the Cup, there will be an uproar. I can only hope it does not disrupt the Accords.”
“I bet Valentine would like that,” Jace said. “But why does he want the Cup so badly?”
Hodge’s face was gray. “Isn’t that obvious?” he said. “So he can build himself an army.”
Jace looked startled. “But that would never—”
“Dinnertime!” It was Isabelle, standing framed in the door of the library. She still had the spoon in her hand, though her hair had escaped from its bun and was straggling down her neck. “Sorry if I’m interrupting,” she added, as an afterthought.
“Dear God,” said Jace, “the dread hour is nigh.”
Hodge looked alarmed. “I—I—I had a very filling breakfast,” he stammered. “I mean lunch. A filling lunch. I couldn’t possibly eat—”
“I threw out the soup,” Isabelle said. “And ordered Chinese from that place downtown.”
Jace unhitched himself from the desk and stretched. “Great. I’m starved.”
“I might be able to eat a bite,” admitted Hodge meekly.
“You two are terrible liars,” said Isabelle darkly. “Look, I know you don’t like my cooking—”
“So stop doing it,” Jace advised her reasonably. “Did you order mu shu pork? You know I love mu shu pork.”
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