A brothel

The room's lights were low, and overstuffed furniture lined the walls. Thick perfume choked the air, masking the stale smoke that otherwise assaulted Lilly's delicate nose. Another smell that Lilly couldn't identify was mingled in, but that was far from her primary concern. The room she'd been let into was thankfully devoid of people with the exception of the person that had let her in.

Turning to face the person in question, Lilly was greeted with a scandalous sight. A young woman stood before her, a sheer negligee the only thing affording her any kind of modesty. Blushing profusely, Lilly kept her hands firmly over her privates, somehow made even more embarrassed by the other woman's outfit on top of her own nudity.

"Follow me. Lady Celene isn't one to be kept waiting." was all the woman said before turning and heading through a doorway.

With no other option apparent, Lilly slowly followed. The room she was led into was much the same as the one she'd just left, save for the lavish reclining couch in the center of the room. Draped across the couch was a woman that could only be Lady Celene. Refined features, a gorgeous housecoat, and an exquisitely crafted smoking pipe gave the woman an air of dominance and authority that Lilly found strangely comforting.

"Th-thank you for seeing me, Lady Celene. I am-" Lilly began.

"I know who you are, Your Highness." Celene said, cutting Lilly off. "I like to be informed about the people in this city that matter. Though I wasn't aware you were the type to run around the slums in your birthday suit. How did this happen?"

Lilly quickly explained her situation, going over her awful experience with the mugger and how her current state of undress was the absolute last thing she'd have wanted. Lady Celene simply listened, her expression unreadable.

"So you came to this part of the city unsupervised? A mistake I'm sure you won't make again." Celene mused before turning her attention to the woman that led Lilly to her. "Myrrah, take the princess to my personal chambers and draw her a bath. And get what little she still has on her cleaned for her. It's the least we can do."

Myrrah gave a nod and, taking Lilly by the wrist, led the relieved princess through a maze of corridors. The duo passed countless doors, with sounds coming from behind some of them that scandalized the sheltered princess. Finally, they arrived in a large and lavishly furnished bedroom with an adjoining bathroom.

"Please remove your garter and stockings and I will have them cleaned, Princess Lilly." Myrrah instructed as she held out her hands.

Lilly was quick to oblige, stripping out of the soiled garments and handing them over. The bath was a welcome luxury after her horrible misadventure, and Lilly lost herself in the pleasure of the warm water. It wasn't until a cough from the doorway roused her attention that she realized she'd been relaxing long enough for the water to turn tepid.

Lady Celene stood in the doorway, an appraising look on her face.

"Enjoying the bath, princess?" she asked.

"Oh, yes, it's delightful! Thank you so much for your hospitality!" Lilly replied cheerfully, though there was a bit of embarrassment at having this conversation as she lounged naked in the woman's tub.

"I'm happy to hear it. Now, there is the small matter of how you're going to pay for the services I've rendered." Lady Celene explained, her expression turning to one that worried the princess.