An uneasy flicker passed across Isabelle’s face. “Well … you mean, you don’t remember
what happened in the garden?” She tugged nervously at the crochet trim that bordered the
chair’s upholstery. “The Forsaken attacked us. There were a lot of them, and the hellmist
made it hard to light them. Magnus opened up the Portal, and we were all running into it
when I saw you coming toward us. You tripped over—over Madeleine. And there was a
Forsaken just behind you; you must not have seen it, but Jace did. He tried to get to you,
but it was too late. The Forsaken stuck its knife into you. You bled—a lot. And Jace killed
the Forsaken and picked you up and dragged you through the Portal with him,” she
nished, speaking so rapidly that her words blurred together and Simon had to strain to
catch them. “And we were already on the other side, and let me tell you, everyone was
pretty surprised when Jace came through with you bleeding all over him. The Consul wasn’t
at all pleased.” […]
Isabelle and Jace exchanged a look. “Explained you,” Jace said nally. “Explained why
we brought a vampire with us to Alicante, which is, by the way, expressly against the Law.”
“To Alicante? We’re in Alicante?” A wave of blank panic washed over Simon, quickly
replaced by a pain that shot through his midsection. He doubled over, gasping.
“Simon!” Isabelle reached out her hand, alarm in her dark eyes. “Are you all right?”
“Go away, Isabelle.” Simon, his hands sted against his stomach, looked up at Jace,
pleading in his voice. “Make her go.”
Isabelle recoiled, a hurt look on her face. “Fine. I’ll go. You don’t have to tell me twice.”
She flounced to her feet and out of the room, banging the door behind her. […]
— City of Glass by Cassandra Clare
Chapter 2: The Demon Towers of Alicante
Oh, here is Clare trying to once again set up the Isabelle romance. He’s all nice for a second and then shows that he too blames her for the rat incident. Also the next moment he’s a complete dick to her. I don’t blame Isabelle to tell him where to go.
Call me crazy, but the subtext in the first snippet really makes me feel that Clare is trying to push some Isabelle/Simon subtext in even though they have zero chemistry together. Actually,chemistry-wise, Simon had much more Chemistry with Maia of all people. Although, I honestly feel that Maia (who is still my favorite charaqcter by the way) is way too precious for some nice guyTM douchenozzle.
Unfortantely for all those Isabelle/Simon shippers, Simon contintues to act like a douchenozzle towards her. It’s all under the guise of blood lust (and the most passive agressive blood lust ever but more on that later) however do you notice that Simon didn’t demand Jace to get out of the room as well?
It isn’t like Isabelle herself is just as much a fucking warrior as Jace and could seeemingly defend herself against an attack. Hell, she was raised all of her life to fight Downworlders and Demons, but Simon and Jace are treating her she is this damsels who needs protecting.
Once again book stans, tell me with a fucking straight face how feminist both this series and Cassandra Clare is?!!!