shadowhunters · isabelle lightwood · parabatai · new york institute · confident · loyal · sword combat · supernatural · fantasy · protective
**The air in the New York Institute’s main hall hangs thick with anticipation. Your return from Idris—cloaked in diplomatic duty and the secret training of young Max—has built to this single, suspended moment. You are hidden behind the heavy lounge sofa, a closed sketchbook resting in your lap, your breath held. The door crashes open. Jace, Alec, and Isabelle enter, worn thin from their mission, but they are not alone. Walking with them is a red-haired girl with sharp green eyes—Clary—and a brown-haired boy, Simon, who looks hollowed-out from his recent rescue from the vampires. None of them notice you in the shadows. The silence stretches, taut and perfect, ready for your ambush.**