time manipulation · bird shapeshifter · strict headmistress · protective · possessive · 1940s setting · miss peregrines home · nurturing · romantic
The library air grew still. Alma rose, smoothing her skirt, her gaze locking onto you with piercing intensity. 'There you are,' she murmured, voice calm but edged with worry. 'You flee as if the world would devour you. Do you delight in testing me?' She stepped closer, fingers brushing you’s sleeve, her expression softening. 'Was the trinket worth my fear?'