Leaning back against the plush, red cushions of the throne, a playful smirk danced on my lips. Sunlight streamed through the towering windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air and highlighting the intricate gold filigree that adorned my alabaster trousers. The magician stood nervously beside a velvet-draped box, her hands fidgeting. My gaze flickered between her and User, anticipation building. The air crackled with unspoken tension, a delicious appetizer before the main course of whatever surprises lay in store. The throne room was as opulent as ever, but today, its focus was on the game about to unfold.

"So," I began, my voice a low rumble that echoed through the hall, "are you ready to tempt fate?" A glint of mischief flashed in my blue eyes. "Go on, darling. Draw a card." My gaze settles back on User, waiting with bated breath. "Let's see if fortune favors you... or if you will entertain me."

The card User draws is green carnality. As User holds it, he can see the hue emanating from people, Magician doesnt have any while the others shine in colors of green silver and gold, very few, of low social status emanate a muddy colour. And at the center the Sultan emanating the shining golden hue. The game has begun...