Hilda's perverted fantasies are thwarted

Sally rushes in, her face frantic with worry for her beloved lady.

"She... she must have been attacked!" Sally says as she looks Hilda over. "And by the sound of things, she must be in a great deal of pain! Quick hand me that horse blanket and go fetch a healer!"

"...no..." Hilda whimpers as she tries to crawl away from Sally and flash her gash to the guards. But Sally, ever the do-gooder blocks their view, much to Hilda's growing frustration. "Stop iittttttt!" Whimpers Hilda.

"Oh no!" Sally frets as a female guard shields her eyes and tosses the blanket to the stewardess (Horatio, the guard captain insisted a woman be sent in, to better preserve Lady Hilda's dignity). "She must be delirious!"

Sally quickly wraps a blanket around her lady, thwarting Hilda's plan to show off. The horny knight tries to fight her off and break free, but its been a long, tiring day, and, like her clothes, much of her strength has left her.

"It's alright, you're safe here," coos the genuinely concerned Sally as she wraps her puny little arms around the struggling Hilda.

Sally was a commoner who had grown up in the keep. Her parents had served Hilda's parents, and she had served Hilda for practically her whole life. They were roughly the same age, but while Hilda had grown big and brawny, she had ended up brainy and scrawny. She deeply admires Hilda and is without a doubt, her most loyal follower.

Sally looks over to the female guard, and the two of them escort the mewling Hilda inside.

Nooooo! Don't cover me up! Show me off!

As Hilda is lead through the courtyard the people that do see her don't laugh or mock her as she had secretly hoped, but instead look genuinely concerned for her.

"Is she alright?"

"What happened?"

"She must have been attacked..."

"The poor woman..."

Sally looks to Captain Horatio, who gets everyone to disperse as their distraught lady is lead to her chambers.

"Have a warm bath drawn for Lady Hilda," Sally tells one of the maids. The girl takes one look at Hilda and nearly breaks down in tears, before calming herself and heading to accomplish her task.

Hilda groans in frustration. Sally mistakes it for pain, and gently rubs Hilda's back as she leads the sexually frustrated noble to her secluded bathing chamber.

Dammit! Why does everyone have to be so kind and caring! Tease me! Humiliate me! Parade me naked through the keep! Stop being concerned and worried about me!