Hilda tries to re-assert her authority

"That's it, assemble the staff in the great hall in the next 15 minutes," Hilda says as she stands up on her shaky legs before slipping and leaning against the wall for support. "We... *oof* we need to talk about this."

The naked knight's hips are still sore from her intense love session with Hunk.

"But mistress, I..." Nahla tries to protest.

"DO IT. NOW," Hilda growls in a tone so intimidating, Hunk and Horatio can't help but shiver in fear a little too, while Nahla's face goes pale.

"Yes mistress," the sufficiently cowed maid mumbles as she looks down at her feet, suddenly too frightened to look the nude noble in the face. "Come on," she whispers to Horatio as she takes his hand and leads him away.

"Hmmph," Hilda nods, as she turns to face Hunk. "Now let's go get dressed. SALLY!"

The cross-eyed servant squeaks in terror and then hobbles towards Hilda.

"Y-yes?" She nervously asks.

"Fetch the baron some clothes and bring them to my chamber," Hilda says as imperiously as she can. "We cannot allow his lordship to strut about in his birthday suit. Even if..." she leers lustily at Hunk and starts to stroke his bare chest. "...if it would be a lovely sight..."

"Of course, mistress!" Sally says as she gives a bow, flashing her bare bum to anyone lucky enough to pass by the hallway.

She quickly dashes off, leaving the two lovebirds alone.

"Mmmmmm," Hilda sighs as she wraps her arms around Hunk's neck and gives him a tender kiss. "I... I'm not usually so... informal with the help," she says with a blush. "I mean... we don't normally... act like this..."

"I'm sure," he says before he silences her with a kiss of his own. His hands wander to Hinda's rump and give it a firm, possessive squeeze, causing Hilda to giggle quite girlishly.

"Um..." Hilda nervously whispers as she continues to caress her man. "Can you carry me? To my room? I... uh..." She nervously clears her throat. "I'm having trouble walking..."