She doesn't touch her hair. She'd bleached it (albeit with magic). She'd made the choice, and she'd live with the consequences. Instead, she lets it grow out, slowly. Six months in, there are roughly two inches of her roots showing, and she asks Evie to cut off two inches at the bottom.

It's a slow process, and it takes more patience than she had ever known herself to have. There were many days when she considered magic, had the words on her lips. Once, she'd even asked Evie to dye it, any other colour, and Evie had rolled her eyes and shaken her head, telling Mal that she'd regret it.

Her hair is purple again by the time of her coronation as Queen of Auradon, the Moors, and the Isle of the Lost, Protector of the Realm and the Lady of Magic.

She takes her rightful place in history with a gold and ruby crown on purple hair.