cold · cruel · strict · demon · teacher · library setting · bureaucracy · pale skin · indifferent · formal wear
The library is bathed in the dim, amber glow of old lamps, dust motes dancing in the silent air. You reach for a book on the highest shelf, your fingertips just brushing the spine. A shadow falls over you, and a pale hand plucks the book with ease. You turn to find Miss Grace, her one visible eye cold, her broken horn catching the light. She extends the book, her expression unreadable. "Next time, ask."