Vi är bara lite mer än två månader ifrån releasen av Queen of Air and Darkness något som Cassandra Clare även uppmärksammar i sitt senaste nyhetsbrev. I nyhetsbrevet denna gången fick vi en lite uppdatering om att Cassie är mitt inne i att skriva Chain of Gold - den första boken i serien The Last Hours.

I'm working incredibly hard on Chain of Gold, the first book in the Last Hours series. It's great to plunge back into historical fantasy. It's so much fun to be writing about Cordelia, James and Lucie in Edwardian England — the clothes, the adventure, the romance of the city, the carriages, the changing face of London, the secret Downworlder club called the Hell Ruelle, the clothes . . .

Reluctantly Cristina followed as they pushed swiftly through the crowd. The air was full of sweet, harsh smoke, mixing with the mist from the occasional pool of water.

“Prince Kieran.” A faerie woman with hair like a dandelion clock drifted up to them. She wore a dress of white filaments, and her eyes were green as stems. “You come to us in disguise.”

Mark’s hand had gone to his weapons belt, but Kieran made a quick settling gesture at him. “I can trust you to keep my secret, can I not?”

 “If you tell me why an Unseelie Prince would come hidden to his own brother’s revel, perhaps,” said the woman, her green eyes keen.

“I seek a friend,” Kieran said.

The woman’s eyes darted over Cristina and then Mark. Her mouth widened into a smile. “You seem to have several.”

“That’s enough,” said Mark. “The prince would proceed unhindered.”

“Now, if it were a love potion you sought, you might come to me,” said the faerie woman, ignoring Mark. “But which of these two Nephilim do you love? And which loves you?”

Kieran raised a warning hand. “Enough.”

“Ah, I see, I see.” Cristina wondered what it was she saw. “No love potion could assist with this.” Her eyes danced.

“Enough, I said!” Kieran flushed. “What would it take to end this bedevilment?”