Natty Alexia

“Magnus had always had a wanderer’s heart. Over the centuries, he had adventured in so many different places, always looking for something that would fulfill his restless hunger. He never realized how all the pieces could fall together, how home could be somewhere and someone. He belonged with Alec. His wandering heart could rest.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“He wasn’t ready for death, but if it came today, he would face it with his head held high and Alexander Lightwood’s name on his lips.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“He's very devoted," Shinyun continued, gazing at Alec. His eyes were closed, but his arm was curved protectively around Magnus, even in sleep. "Doesn't he ever quit?"
She reached out a hand to touch Magnus's, but Magnus felt the muscles in Alec's body go tense the moment before the Shadowhuter's hand shot out to grab her wrist.
"I don't," said Alec.
Shinyun went still, then withdraw her hand. Alec's head sagged instantly back against Magnus's chest and he slipped into whatever twilight state between conscious and unconscious he currently occupied.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“Magnus had a hard-won high opinion of himself, and he had an even higher opinion of Alec.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic