The dark prince sat astride his black steed, his sable cape flowing behind him. A golden circlet bound his blond locks, his handsome face was cold with the rage of battle, and... And his arm looked like an eggplant, Clary muttered to herself in exasperation. ✨ Cassandra Clare (2012). Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instruments Series (5 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass; City of Fallen Angels, City of Lost Souls, p.27, Simon and Schuster

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