You got the makings of greatness in you, but you got to take the helm and chart your own course. Stick to it, no matter the squalls. And when the time comes you get the chance to really test the cut of your sails, and show what you’re made of… Well, I hope I’m there, catching some of the light coming off you that day.
You are hereby sentenced to The City of Bones to wait trial for the charge of high treason and aiding Valentine in a war against the clave. Wait, what? What the hell is going on?
