Everyone was seated in the ballroom and enjoying dinner at Simon and Isabelle’s engagement party. Of course, this was the perfect time for Izzy to make her entrance. She discreetly joined Simon at his table and nodded across the room at Clary. She was ready.
“Ahem,” Izzy cleared her throat. “I’d like to make a toast. Prepare to have your minds blown.”
“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” she whispered in Simon’s ear. With a peck on his lips, she made her way over to the DJ equipment, Clary at her heels.
“Hit it Becca!”
The opening bars of Hamilton’s “Helpless” were playing when Jace’s phone vibrated. He looked at the screen and stepped outside to take the call.
Back inside, Izzy started singing:
I have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight
We were at a revel with some rebels on a hot night
Laughin’ at my sister as she’s dazzling the room
Then you walked in and my heart went “Boom!”
Tryin’ to catch your eye from side of the ballroom
Everybody’s dancing and the band’s top volume
Jace sprinted back into the room, making a slit-throat motion at Rebecca to cut the music. Everybody froze.
“Clary! Dark magic in LA. We gotta go,” he said quickly.
All the members of the New York City Institute quietly made their way to the library.
The sun was setting, orange rays beaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the library. Clary, Jace, Simon, and Isabelle gathered in the center of the room, pouring over a series of maps.
“Alright, who’s going?” Jace asked.
“I vote that Simon and I get to stay and enjoy our party,’ Izzy said.
Jace made to object, but Clary cut him off. “I second that motion. She turned to him and placed a hand on his arm. “Jace, it’s their day. You can’t tear them away from it.”
“Okay,” he looked across the room, where Alec and Magnus were entertaining Max and Rafe. “Alec? Magnus?”
“I’m your parabatai. Of course I’m coming!”
“And, much like your vow as parabatai, where my boyfriend goes, I go.”
“Awesome. Um, what about the kids?”
“Simon and I can watch them!”
Alec made his way towards the others, carrying Max. “No offense, Iz, but I think you and Simon are better off enjoying your night.”
Izzy turned to her brother. “If this is about you not trusting me -“
“As the Inquisitor, I’ll be going too, of course,” said Robert Lightwood, his voice booming throughout the room before Izzy could finish her thought. “Are we ready?”
With the others gone, Simon and Isabelle made their way back to Isabelle’s room.
“The song was going to be longer,” she was telling Simon. “Clary and I had it all planned out.”
“Well, you couldn’t help what happened, could you? And anyway, it’s the thought that counts, isn’t it?” Simon said sympathetically, placing a kiss on his fiancé’s forehead.
“True,” Isabelle replied, turning away from him to open the door to her room. Suddenly overcome with fatigue from the events of the party, she walked right into her room and flopped on her bed, not bothering with her clothes. Simon followed and sat beside her on the bed.
“Don’t tell me you’re tired already.”
“I’m not,” said Izzy, her voice muffled because she was face down in the comforter. She sat up and leaned into Simon, who put his arm around her. “It’s just, we were going to have a kick ass party, but it got interrupted by stupid people using Dark magic.”
“Hey,” Simon put his hand under her chin. “Look at me. I don’t care about the party. That’s not what matters. What matters is that I get to spend my life with the most amazing girl on the planet.”
“Well, you’re pretty amazing yourself, Simon,” Isabelle gave him a small smile. She turned her face up towards his, kissing him, soft and slow. He kissed her back, but with more urgency. Izzy put her hands to his chest, pushing him backward on the bed. He obliged, and she was on top of him.
“Why thank you,” he said when she pulled away. “I wasn’t expecting that from you.”
“Why not?” Izzy asked.
“Contrary to what the song said, you can be self-centered sometimes.”
“Haha, but you love me anyway,” she said. “You know, I’m really excited to start planning the wedding.”
“But, where are you going to find a gold wedding dress?”
I don’t know,” she said, yawning. “Mom probably knows a place though. No worries.”
Soon after that, both of them fell asleep in a state of happy, to-be-married bliss.