Follow Rosary back to her tent

You chose Rosary's tent as a more romantic spot than your own for the moment, but even so, you had to be the one to lead her there. You held her palm, cold with a nervous sweat, in your own, as you made your way towards her humble furnishings. You walked in front, but you were a bit afraid to look back, imagining how cold her feet must be getting.

As you turned around, the impression you got was somewhat opposite. The nun seemed starstruck, still half in her dreams. "I'm thankful to have you here, Sir Lavender. I... I don't know what I'd do if I was **** to be the one to take charge here. I don't think I could manage," she confessed, smiling meekly as she followed behind you. "I'm... I'm actually surprised. That you'd choose to spend the night with me, I mean."

Now it was your turn to surprised. She was a model saintess, you told her, leaving out the appeal of her ludicrously curvy body. Why would she not have confidence?

"Oh... I just thought... Well, Belit is such a... Such a warm person. She's like a sister to all of us saintesses. Well, except Helmid, maybe, I-I don't think she appreciates rubbing shoulders with the nobility. But what I mean to say is she's so... so friendly and, frankly, forward. Flirtatious, even. Why would you not pursue her?"

{if Chivalrous = True}You told her that you still remembered what she'd said to you earlier: she was awaiting a lover, not just a squire. Geod may have give you a mission, but it was her you felt you were fated to be with. You'd already fallen in love with her.

At this, the woman's face became so hot, it seemed she couldn't speak. All the same, a small smile rested upon her face. This was just as she'd pictured romance in her wildest fantasies.{else}You told her that you were a squire for all saintesses here in the camp, but that you considered her as fine a saintess as any of them. Her charm, her faith, and all other aspects captivated you. The only thing she needed now was the courage to admit that she had her own appeal.{endif}

"Oh... You are quite the charmer yourself," she chuckled happily, in a quiet voice, as though afraid the other saintesses would hear her flirting.

The two of you vanished behind the tent flap into her humble accommodations. The nun stripped down to nothing, discarding even her chastity belt, and revealed every inch of her deep, brown skin to you. The nun's first night of romance would only heat up further...