He almost made a teasing comment about Hell, but then a fragment of memory returned. Magnus in his arms, feeling too light, too fragile for someone who always seemed so alive. His heart almost shattering as he realized immortality didn't always mean forever. "He said he has no power over who goes to Hell. That's decided by a Higher Power."

Another reason why Lucifer had intrigued him so much. Alec had wondered about the afterlife and the Morning Star had offered a few hints about one reality's afterlife that might be true in others. "Not just that, Magnus. Yes, he's part of the legend that we've been told for centuries, but he also wants to be normal. I talked to the Devil about committed relationships. That isn't anything I ever imagined possible." Alec would never have imagined such a thing. "He even works for the police."

Smiling as Magnus tapped his nose, he pretended to try to nip him. "No. I just said you could use magic and he said he wouldn't interfere with your spells. I never mentioned that none of us are Mundanes. We'll have to ward your library to keep him out. He's very stubborn about books."