"That maple-red hair dye is hardly for everyone. Darker complexions should avoid it altogether. In fact, maple-red flatters only the fairest of skins! If you ask me, a scarlet headscarf tied high and finished with a few loops of copper chain at the hem is far more striking. Ah, but your master is waiting, I'll tell you more another time!"

With a bright laugh, and to the reluctant sighs of the maids, Malkina took a seat before you, smiling.

"About what happened at your door the other day... thank you for speaking on my behalf." She bowed deeply. "Your words touched on something I've long wrestled with. I've turned it over in my mind again and again. If you've time, I'd like to speak further—perhaps even ask for your help."

She paused, then fixes you with a steady gaze. It was only now you realised: you've never truly looked at Malkina herself. Each day she cloaks herself in a new impression—some adornment, a clever pairing, a carefully chosen face paint. But the woman herself? She hides in those eyes, staring directly into yours.

Result:

• Card (Intuition)

Lately, Malkina explained, she had wondered: if she can change the way people see a face, can she also shape greater truths?

"For instance, if I spent more time with the kind-hearted, perhaps I could distil the very visage of kindness, then paint it upon those who lack it. I could fashion virtue, and vice, and more besides! Imagine it—crafted by these hands, these pigments, these stitches!"

Her eyes shone with excitement, and you found yourself pondering the possibility.

Malkina yearned to meet the good, the scoundrel... the chivalrous... and nobles such as yourself. Once she has seen enough, her art of transformation will surely reach new heights.

You promised to aid her, and with a radiant smile she departed in high spirits.

Result:

• Card (Malkina's Commission)
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