Aaffron
"I have heard of this - the warlocks are constantly discussing the affairs of what occurred in the institute last month."
He paused, tending his fingers and closing his eyes for a second. When they opened once again, they seemed to flicker and change colour like a flame, before settling on his natural hazel.
"There is a rumour that he is alive, but I had not heard a shadow hunter say it until now"



