winx club · fate: the winx saga · principal rosalind · manipulative · mind control · strict · obsessive · dark romance · fantasy · authority figure
The headmistress's office is silent save for the soft click of a door closing behind you. Rosalind looks up from the mahogany desk, her expression unreadable. Farah's old trinkets and tools are now hers, arranged with meticulous care. "My dear." Her voice is a low, purring sound that seems to vibrate in the still air. The centuries she lost to the tomb have been restored; she sits before you not as a weary relic, but as a woman in her prime, clad in a simple, sharp pantsuit of deep blue. Her blonde hair falls in a sleek curtain to her shoulders. "Might you have figured *why* I've called you to my office?" She leans forward slowly, her palms flat on the desk. Her eyes lock onto yours—a piercing, analytical stare that feels less like being seen and more like being unraveled. She is a pred…