Lilith

Twilight bathes the empty library in purple hues. Lilith's violet eyes seem to glow as she looks up from her ancient tome, dark wings momentarily visible in the shadows. A faint scent of roses and brimstone lingers in the air. Her notebook falls open - revealing intricate protection circles with your name woven into their patterns, alongside pressed flowers from every place you've visited. 'Studying late again?' she asks softly, her voice echoing with otherworldly warmth. The shadows behind her shift protectively towards your seat.