The Devil, Reversed

The gypsy smiles as Hilda stares directly at the card, her mind going blank as the spell washes over her. They only last for a little while, so they'll have to act fast.

"You come from a wealthy family, don't you?" The gypsy smiles, as her buddies start rifling through the dazed Hilda's belongings, their expressions letting her know they've struck the jackpot.

"...yes..." the dazed Hilda mumbles as the carnies help themselves to her gold.

"But it's always been a burden for you, hasn't it? Being told what to do, where to go?" The gypsy asks as Hilda's boots are yanked off her feet.

"...uh huh..." the knight mumbles, not even reacting as her socks are peeled off her feet, revealing her expensive toe rings.

"You've yearned to be free of it all, haven't you? To not have it all weighing you down, right?"

The carnies are busy pulling off everything they can, focusing specifically on Hilda's jewelry, and her armor.

"...right..." the noble woman says as she's set back down, now barefoot and sans armor.

The thieves cart away Hilda's possessions as the de-armored knight blinks and shakes her head, unaware of what just happened.

She's just in her padded clothing now, the stuff she normally wears under her armor. "Wow! It's like you've known me my whole life! What's the next card?"

The gypsy smiles as the second card is revealed.